Na Patana

After some fairly heavy going with chemical compounds (I am amazed at how puritanical the chemistry syllabus is here, they miss all the fun, just learning a little list of valencies would avoid a lot of stress ffs!) we finally forced Ben out of the house and to Can Picafort, The sea at the dog beach there was slopping about with seagrass remnants, but Little A and Scoobers had a wild time getting grubby and Ben and I had some breathing space. Picnic, a drive through some gorgeous Mallorcan countryside in the sunset and back for the fastest road chicken in the North. A grand day out.