Home tomorrow

We finally are on our last day. Not much of an adventure this time but a holiday so Helen wasn’t so interested in blog updates. So I had to do it. Not really up to literary standards I’m afraid. But hey.
Lovely stuff to look forward to on our arrival home. A £6k water bill to pay after an underground water leak, get Helens foot fixed, me back in hospital to get my nose redone and to top it all, the 3 bed apartment has been destroyed after a radiator leak. I mean pretty much destroyed- may need to be rebuilt. We will see what the insurance say. Brilliant. I’m feeling at the moment like I dont want to go home.
But we do have positives too. Helen’s will get her scooter so more independent and I can get back to playing the sax now my chest infection seems to be subsiding.
Great start to 2024 eh?

Morbid Brits

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We came across this cemetery. Gate was open so we had a nosey. Never been to one before. There were whole sections devoted to one family. Different levels of ornamental additions. I suppose depending on upon the spend I guess. They seem to take death seriously here. All graves (?) had recent flowers.

Bike ride

Had a saunter out on the bikes and found it’s a nice area. Very reminiscent of the uk moors. With rugged coast line though. We tried to find a bar about 25 mins cycle ride away but in typical tour fashion the sat nav sent us up some unridable track so we had to turn back. Defeated. But it’s nice to get our for an hour!

Hop along

One of the reasons we moved on early was my lovely Helen has hurt her foot. newest boots maybe, worrying as she has arthritis in her family. But we will combat it best we can.

Lobster

Helen’s didn’t like the In humane way the lobsters and crabs were being kept. I don’t care a totty – they taste good.