Hola!

7pm, 28 degrees and looooong shadows.  Irresistible.

 My lovely parents were desperate for sunshine; their most recent holiday had been rather inconvenienced by Papa's life threatening illness.  Medically 'fit to fly', they asked advice about where they should go on a relatively short flight.  Well, you will understand that there was some anxiety amongst us children about them going anywhere without 'back up'.  So we Dunnits went with them, to our place in the sun.  And by golly, it was sunny.  I have to say it was all very sudden and I wasn't really caught up from being away before I was off again, but hey, you don't turn down these chances, huh!  It was lovely, and the best part was seeing both parents eating and drinking as normal, Dad will have even put on some weight;  he declared himself fully recuperated as he finished his millionth bowl of prawns in garlic and chilli oil.  We've played two games this week - chase the Prawns and hunt the Sangri-La.  Of course, the Sangri-La is the great Spanish drink Sangria, but try saying that after sharing a litre jug between three of you at the beach bar.  It was the best I've ever tasted. If you're jealous about the sun - I understand, truly...and I promise, I enjoyed it for everyone who's missed it.  And now, normal service, life work and some catching up must be resumed.......just give me a couple of minutes would you, I'm sure I can come up with a reason not to get going.....