Tarifa In The Wind

We thought we’d go to Tarifa for a stroll on the beach and a drink and supper. When we got there, the wind was very strong so we hunkered down in a bar and had a drink.

Then we decided KFC in Algeciras afforded more shelter.

When I got back to PP, I found my car had a flat front tyre.

Always happens at the weekend, doesn’t it?