The son and heir came round to the office on the way back from work and we put the Seville/Real Alcazar weekend to bed. Flying out 24 Jun, 16:05 and landing back in Stansted 23:20 Sunday 26th. The itinerary still needs work, but the hotel is booked as well. On the way out we bumped into Helen (inspiration for the trip) on the gantry between the Apprentice Shop and 525's Coles Shop. The gods must be smiling on us.
When I got home I realised I needed some fixins to knock dinner out of the park so I wandered down to the Co-op. As I walked past Canedo's the Portuguese Bar/Cafe/Restaurant at the end of the road it struck me that couldn't remember ever having been in there. I went in. A framed Callum football shirt was up on the wall so I had a chat with the owner about him, ordered a beer and sat outside watching the world go by.
When I got home I finished reading my old school friend Sean's novel.
Just a perfect day
Drink sangria in the park
And then later, when it gets dark
We go home