The End Of The Weekend

It's been a funny old weekend, what with the Memsahib being away in England. Of course, I've managed perfectly well on my own. After all I lived a bachelor life for several years before coming to Spain.

But it has felt as though half of me has been missing. I enjoyed a good time at padel this morning. Won 2, lost 2, not a bad score for me. And this afternoon I've done some chores and tried to make sure the house doesn't look as though a couple of pigs have been having fun in it for the past three days.

So tomorrow evening I pick Jacqui up from Malaga airport at 8:30 and my world will be complete once more.

It's made a change, but I don't think I want to do it again any time soon!