Crossing The Runway

It never ceases to amuse me that one has to cross the runway at Gibraltar airport to get to and from Spain.

Today was particularly warm too, as I walked into Gib to do a little shopping at M & S and Debenhams.

Of course I met Jacqui and we had coffee at Sacarello's. It wouldn't be right not to.

Now, back at home, I am arranging to have my car serviced. Not always as easy a task as it might seem.