Who goes there?

Lazy blip. The gatepost is a good observation point to see what's going on in the road and eye the birds flitting around in the orchard. He never actually ventures out there ... it's a steep drop on the other side, and I think he's figured out that once down he wouldn't get up again.

Intercambio in the morning. Neither of the organisers was there, but A, a teacher, organised us all very efficiently and rotated the few Spanish people (er, two) between the tables. Once home, we were happy to get the sunloungers out and laze on the terrace with books after lunch.

S is off on a walk tomorrow with a local group. It's an early start, and it was lucky that I very belatedly realised that the clocks are going forward tonight, so it's even earlier! It would have been so frustrating to turn up an hour late!