Longest day

Early start, had us too early at the airport. Too early even if the flight had been on time. Which it was not. So we tried variously to sleep at the airport (despite the heavy-handed pianist on the 'thoughtfully provided' grand piano) then off finally on a lumpy flight (but with free delay-prompted food) to Malaga.

Car hire was irritatingly long, despite some uncharacteristically pushy behaviour from me, but eventually underway on our rock-fuelled journey.

Beer and lunch followed, then lounging, snoozing, pool-shouting (kids variously playing a pirate, a school bus driver, a reserve bus driver and a hostage negotiator, as you do). Rib-tastic dinner, then chase the ace won by quiet-man Jackson(!) Now much music planning.... (and the inevitable annual update of funeral plans which - as the oldest - I am unaccountably custodian of.)