Blue Skies

It was mostly sunny! The cloud thickened and then thinned away throughout the day.
The place is so very quiet. But Ralf the jovial German is here, the French guy with his mobile of course, and Paul with his new wife and step-daughter. Wannabe posh Paul. He’s the sort of guy that you can’t talk to without him bigging himself up, the noxious twat. Even in an innocuous conversation about the new chair of the communidad (a German) he holds forth on the nature of the race. Organised and disciplined (who knew? No sense of humour either presumably) - he gave talks to students y’see. “Mainly from Oxford and Cambridge,” he adds somewhat unnecessarily, you may very well think.
“Mainly from O&C” has now entered our list of comedic catchphrases.
Later we had a late departure from the terrace and a short stroll to Maria’s, and the SK used her improving Spanish twice!!