Perfect Evening

This evening was much better.

I arrived home just after 5 and took Buster for a stroll along the beach. The sea was warm and so refreshing after a day's work. I didn't really want to get out.

Then we spent a quiet hour reading the papers and generally just doing nothing much together in the garden.

We had forgotten about dinner, so we pottered off to the chiringuito for some chicken and chips, before settling down in front of a recorded Downton.

It doesn't need to be any better than that!