Another Country

We went over the border to Gibraltar this afternoon to have lunch with Jacqui's old friends Helen and Gary.

Lunch consisted of a nerver-ending barbecue of pinchitos, burgers, chops, sausages and steaks, with a little of Morrisons claret to wash it down with.

Eventually we came back to Spain and have of course watched a Brit enable Spain to win the Champions' League in Kiev.

I felt a little sorry for Liverpool, but only because they had such a plonker of a goalie.

But I don't think many would have saved Bale's first goal. Sheer class.

Come on you Reds, maybe next time.