Whenever I return from a long trip on which I've worked hard, I ponder what life would be like if I didn't rove the globe and live out of a suitcase. Today, during a long conversation with Naturetrek, I jokingly announced I would not be going back to Madagascar. No sooner had I hung up the phone than by email I received this photo, which cruelly preys on my weakness for all things sad-eyed and, especially, for the black-and-white ruffed lemur.
I have been outmanoeuvred this time. Nothing for it, I shall have to go back to Madagascar.
Black-and-white ruffed lemur by a dastardly blackmailer