Well hello again dear reader. I see you’re back for more.

Once again - you find me on balcony getting ready to head out for dinner. Controversy tonight - following the devastating news (see previous blogs about my ability to over-react) that Harleys HAS CLOSED DOWN. We’re striking out, and have potentially sourced a replacement. Harleys bit first. I first went there about 25 years ago. My favourite cocktail - the Fat Boy (rude, I do the jokes). Back in the day - it was the place to go. And we always wanted to have a booth. Think TGI Fridays in a hot country. We couldn’t get much out of the hotel receptionist - but I sense it may reopen when more Covid restrictions are lifted. Ooh - speaking of which, we’ve been inadvertently breaking the law we think - we’re in ‘Tier 4’ and are supposed to be wearing masks when walking about outside. Wearing inside is second nature thankfully. But without it being all about me in a global pandemic….WHAT WOULD THE BLOODY HELL WOULD MY TAN LOOK LIKE!?

So. Let’s pick up where we left off last night. Dinner was indeed tiny tapas at El Horno de Neptuno. It was, as ever, just fabulous. If I have persuaded my pictures to play ball below (today - Gallery stylee) you can see some of the smorgasbord we enjoyed. The only moment that marred the night was when Darren cut into a Patatas Canarias and essentially half a new potato flew off the side of his plate and landed on the floor between us and table next to us. It was one of those scenarios where we laughed too much and too long. After the tears had been wiped away we noticed that the waiter had trodden in it. More lolling ensued.

Also it was a welcome return to the Barraquito. It’s literally heaven in a glass.

Today I was up early to use the hotel gym. I kid you not. I’d spotted they had a spin bike, and I’ve brought my PE kit. So with ear bobbles plugged in I was off on one of my app classes. This one is run by Ban. A slightly over-enthusiastic spin instructor. “Another gear goes on. If you’re not in the saddle, get there now. This is your nine out of your ten. This is your everything” etc. All of these shenanigans whilst WEARING A MASK. I was like bleedin Darth Vader by the end of it. In the UK I would usually have spin porridge 90 mins before a class but I chanced my arm here. NOTHING. So I was worried I’d tumble off through wearing - but I powered through thankfully. So that meant I could have TWO breakfasts YAY.

Todays breakfast number one was at the Thirsty Turtle (merch available!). Then next door to the Ginger Pig (a new place that only opened a few days ago) - for a coffee. And I had overnight oats. So slightly healthy. All whilst watching the FA cup draw (or something) and somebody v somebody else in the football. It was wasted on me.

Then - per yesterday it was more podcasts by the pool as I encourage my freckles to flourish so I look tanned. I’m like a rotisserie chicken on that sunlounger - turning myself over every 30 mins. Basting myself with the factor 30.

Well - its off to try new dinner this evening as I said - but rest assured we have a well known to us, steak restaurant up our sleeves in case of emergency (Darren’s paying lol).

Hope things are good in Blighty for you dear reader.