I love the Spanish attitude...

Golf today, crap. Hairdresser, cut and blow dry, very good. On the way back home I called into my beauty salon, I needed a pedicure and manicure because on Saturday night we are going to a dinner dance, and I wanted the nails to look good. I wanted Friday, no it's a Fiesta, okay Thursday at 7pm, no I'm babysitting Ava, ok how about NOW, okay so at 4.30 pm today I sat down for my pedicure and manicure, I now have bright red toe nails and a lovely french manicure on the fingers for the grand total of 30 euros.

Sometimes the Spanish can be annoyingly obstructive or as today very accommodating.