Cold little pota-toes

Two seconds earlier the shot would have been much better, as they were sitting demurely waiting with the improbable snowy skyline.

This is Sa Pobla, on the other side of the Tramuntana. If you ever enjoy the earliest new potatoes with red earth on them in the U.K., they are Pobably from here. I missed another shot of the mountains with rows of potatoes infront, but I had to get the Ben to his lunch. If you can move the mountain...!

The boys battled bravely against the cold and the current leaders of the league. They are so cheerful and gentlemanly they deserve a medal. I love the handshakes at the end of the game.

We are now stocked up on thermals. After shopping we had a sushi and glitter evening with our lovely friends D + M. The children are Christmased up, so we watched UP again. Squirrel!

I should go to bed now as we are visiting Felanitx tomorrow. Not long 'til the England trip!