Outlook

A big shop at Eroski and by the time we were all unloaded and packed away, it was midday. And the rain came down. Luckily I have a good book to start on. Bittersweet, written by one Matt McAllester about the sad case of his mother. Matt is PT’s nephew - he’d told us about his sister and the book when we met in Lanzarote.
When it dried up we went for a ramble along the cliffs. We came back via Club Robinson. A sort of families place with fitness and leisure at its heart where the guests are all Central European (euphemism). I may have been watching too much of a certain type of TV recently - innocent things have become strangely sinister. I blame the Americans.