What lies overhead

The Port was bright and shiny, but a few minutes earlier in Sóller, these fluffy clouds seemed more menacing, gathering directly overhead and we almost thought we would have a storm.

Various things to tackle today, including a bit of light engineering (I secretly love it when I have to get the spanners out). A delivery to the Port listening to a bit of Mahler wasn’t bad at all.

Dinner out for Maeve’s birthday. A lovely evening of course, though we felt a bit fleeced by the bill.