Succulents

A cloudy start to the day, so off to el centro de jardinería we did go. The plant trough in the apartamento could do with a refresh, y’see and we had no difficulty in filling a trolley. But, gasp, there was no tearoom! No coffee and scone opportunity. These strange foreigners.
And then it came away nice, so no gardening was done. Instead, the new sun loungers were tried out. At last, the end of the Tunisia campaign is in sight - it’s turned into as much of a slog as the actual operation.
Much later, we were all set to head to the bright lights when what was heard but the unmistakable sound of the twanging guitar and a-rumbling reverb .. the Black Cats! At Casablanca. And dear reader, I bought the t-shirt.