Thelma and Louise do Mallorca.

Fuck knows what possessed us to rent a 5 bedroom finca when it's just us. But it's kinda very splendid and very beautiful, and we are very lucky indeed. It doesn't matter that we look like a couple of prostitutes in our convertible Merc (we must stop shouting: 'You sir! You want fucky fucky?') because it's so lovely to get away and not think about the big T (Trump) the big B (Brexit) or the big C.
I reckon we might be able to pay for this holiday if we play our cards right.