Grab a cigar to chew

Morricone

Maybe this should be a b+w shot, but the sky was so blue.

This deserted finca is right next to Son Llatzer, where I had another consultation to check on back status. Prognosis great. Return in six months. Surgeon's prognosis not that great, he's off sick. Replacement great.

The day was glued together with an Ikea hotdog and Roxy to watch the children as I had another appointment. Prognosis promising.

The good, a bit of bad and the not too ugly.