Just got back.

The weather was SHITE. Pissed down for most of the first day and as if taunting the life out of us, sprinkled on and off for the remaining couple of days. The sun battled to get through but gave up as a northwesterly wind breezed onto the land and into our resort. The nightlife consisted of a rather dodgy cabaret involving two camp muscled footballer types. At least the food was nice (this kept ‘Im indoors quiet anyway). One good thing – I didn’t think of my manuscript ONCE. That had to be a novelty. Could get used to this.

Rained as soon as we landed back in good old Britain.