As I was saying...

When the sky is blue and the sun is shining, and there are distant mountains to mesmerise and the sea just a short walk away, it's hard to find time to write in my journal. My new home seems to be going poorly documented. But here I am again, having returned from the beach with somewhat sunburnt ankles that I neglec ted to protect.

But it was a wonderful day to be by the sea, with a good book. And to set a few free while I was about it.



My mum says my dad claimed pride in taking her away from this place! The fool!

In the (Green and) Black

It's not every day your bank sends you a bar of Maya Gold, is it!




Good for the Cooperative Bank, I say!