Meet Pablo Alcazar, guitarist, not yet famous.

Met up with him on the Balcon de Europa this afternoon, mainly to procure a CD of the concert we attended last week.  (He had been let down by a courier, hence no CDs at the show.)
I mentioned I had difficulty getting the first two CDs to play on the equipment at our accommodation.  His response was to hand over two replacements.
Pretty hot this afternoon so we repaired to the beach for the first time in almost a week.  Bril.
Extra 1: Me and my new pal Pablo.
Extra 2: Mad hatters. Chinese factories have been busy.
(Original Extra 2 now deleted.  Childish and not funny, I am told.   Who am I to know or argue?)