Mrs Smith

After stupidly cycling 48 miles into the Tramuntana Mountains in temperatures hovering around 37C there could only be one answer when Mrs Smith suggested a late afternoon stroll along Pine Trees Walk to the bar.

That was after I'd demolished two cans of Fanta, three Capri Sun's and a large bottle of water. And still didn't need a wee.

This may be the first time Mrs S has given me permission to post a photo of her on blip. She must have let her guard down this week.