June 2020

Not exactly sure where things are going from here. Not back to London it seems, there are still no flights and I get the strange feeling that sooner or later I will be amongst those who have become just that. Toast....!?

Unless of course I make my own way (home office suggestion)...get a dinghy of sorts... might though get me in trouble with that "Priti Woman"...Toast three times over...she looks like she is perfectly capable of it ...the toasting....

So far I am definitely developing a rather impressive tan.

The last time I was that dark was when I lived in Mallorca.

Think I better enjoy it while it lasts...meaning before the skin cancer diagnosis....(or the end of the furlough scheme).

Please is there anything safe to enjoy carefree left in this world...

Other than my mum's cooking.

Still meeting for dinner happens only via skype.

Can't believe I am here for the whole of the season...had asparagus almost twice a week for over a month.

And some other favourites ...

And yeah, my brother suggested I should join a tennis club (so should he really)... I am not sure I would like to play regularly though...I just like to hit something every once in a while.

So that good old wall was just right.

So funny it has been exactly like that since I was little.

Amongst all the clubs my Dad used to play at and we went to on "Dad Weekends" this has always been my favourite.

My Dad's 2nd home! Pretty much where most of my family grew up.

Almost priceless to actually have the time to visit.