I managed to get the day off to a good start without the aid stiff drinks or hunky firemen, I just got on with the usual routine, open eyes, close eyes, swim, shower, shave legs without bloodshot, screams or any of the other nightmares that usually accompany such bucolic pastimes. Having got him indoors ready for the day ahead, it was then my turn, and it was much less noisy as I'm made of sterner stuff. The weather here was rather less paradise, more dark side of the moon, but we are not easily put off, we live in the midlands for goodness sake.
Lovely ramble round the Sunday market, strange isn't it, tat is tat no matter how exotic it's origin, stil,l a change is as good as a rest. Fabulous lunch whilst we watched folk trying to avoid the rain, that's always entertaining, then home for siesta. Speaking of which, yawn, I'll see you all later,
Ballerina x zzzzzzz