Puertas

Up before 5 to be picked up by the bus for the airport. Twenty odd minutes later we were there and then just four after that we were back home. Not resort home, not villa home, but home home. In Edinburgh.

Great holiday. Already looking at dates for next year. I think my ambition might well to live somewhere where I can wander around in shorts and sandals all the time all year round. Maybe have a slightly smarter pair of shorts for 'best' but that's about it as far as sartorial requirements I reckon. I'm working on it...

Unreleased (listened to on the plane home)