Fifty Tree

The boy is 53 today so back to Pablo’s cafe for yet more churros and pressies.
Went to El Ganso, recommended by a colourfully dressed male friend, N had a ball spending his birthday money on suitably colourful shirts. Then down to Springfield for a shirt I had espied and ending up buying a sale frock too. Cheap as chips. I’ve vowed to bring my daughter here, a teenage girls dream!
We decided the boat was our fave thing to do so went back on it for our conjugal swim, mojitos, sangria and a return to Pez Lola who greeted us like old friends ( well it was last night) The drinks were plied on us and food kept coming all night. Left puffed and stished. ;))))))
Another wiggly wander home, home tomorrow :(