So here we are again, lost count of the number. Even BB arrives in the room with the shout of “were home”

Writing this on Tuesday night, arrived Saturday. Usual routine, (despite me thinking I hate routine, of course as I get older realise routine is what keeps you secure, that is a bloody buggery), book in, bit of unpacking, happy hour, unpack some more, pizza, wine…….yes, and then bed.

Keeping up the happy double Happy Hour rhythm. Mabel swimming really well, but hot tubbing preferred. Mrs B doing her normal amazing stuff and being very understanding of me sorting out out her birthday meal at Taste in Aguiaguin, first on Sunday night..oops it is closed on Sunday, never mind we will go on Monday. Get dressed up on Monday all ready to go..hmm, just let me check….oops closed on Monday too. Bear!!! Oh well, let’s make this Wednesday, leaving 24hrs for contingency.

Trip to beach restaurant, had a fish to myself. Asked what it was many times but still don’t know.

Sadly lost Mabel’s bum bag 😟, never mind can get new one tomorrow. That seems a good idea 😀…more on this later!

Our favourite restaurant Taste Meson, Arguieguin. Amazing tasting menu, 360 wines and they sell off odd ends of very expensive bottles for 6 euros. Sadly lost Mabel’s bum bag, eh! Yes that’s right, bought new one and lost that too.