Birthday Boys

As usual, David and I met up for our combined birthday celebrations in Fuengirola this evening. We found an excellent steak bar which served us some wonderfully flavoursome and tender cuts, cooked to perfection.

Or in David's case, hardly cooked at all.

This was followed by a tipple in a rather nice bar in town and then back to his place to put the world to rights on the terrace, looking out at the stars over the sea.

And the best part was, even though it was well after one by the time we called it a night, we both woke fresh and rested with no hangover.

Perhaps we are getting sensible now we are both OAPs.