The first bar

I haven’t been in a bar since February. So it was quite a treat to have someone bring an icy cold beer to me, and to see other folk enjoying the same privilege.

Long day to get to this point though! Briefly, garden watering, indoor plant watering, some work, packing up work papers (badly, turns out) CarbBoy to judo ceremony, rabbits to kennels, hen baton passed to neighbour, packing (badly, turns out) shutting up the house, and then underway.

The apartment is fine, though a little warm as we are the first people to stay in it.

Once unpacked, we headed down the beach for a beer, then a blow out dinner in what was our second favourite restaurant - as our favourite one is not open yet. Home and - for me and Mr B - several hours of erudite, earnest, and quiet debate on the terrace about the state of UK politics and the rule of law.