Thanks Paul. But it’s been a long time been a long time been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time. Thanks LZ.

Gary and I, sounds pretty formal so you can expect something intellectually stimulating coming up. Gary and I ….. we’ve been looking forward to this reprise for ages. Gary and I… well it’s technically not a reprise because a reprise is a repeat of something and this is a new walk. OK smartarse. Gary and I are setting off today to head to the town where I fell and smashed my stupid shoulder on a stupid disability ramp last year when we were feckin trekkin. Lloret de Mar. In view of the title of this blog maybe it should be Loretta de Mar, in her high heel shoes and her low necked sweater. Thanks Paul.

Our flight was from Leeds to Amsterdam to Barcelona, on a cold Sunday morning in January.

We loved the flights and the crew loved us.

Well, they loved me. Gary is a rude pig. 😂

We landed and took three trains to Blanes. Tired but not too emotional.

The hotel is cheap and decent and the manager is a student in Business Studies at Falmouth University. Young, incredibly fluent in English and ridiculously good looking. Bastard!

Time for a late dinner and an early night.

Night night.