Felling hot hot hot

Not a beach but a pretty low level reservoir.
Whilst I was walking Woofy today in the blistering heat, I passed all these people frolicking & sunbathing beside the waters edge, as if it were sea & sand. It was almost as if I was in a Mediterranean country rather than the North of England.
By the time I let poochy off her lead. I'm petty sure she was desperate to join in the aquatic fun as she left straight into the cool refreshing water with no hesitation.
Charlotte insisted that she took her out for another walk with her & Meg & ushered Alex & I out for the evening.
We ended up at a Spanish restaurant in Uppermill that we have wanted to go to for ages. It certainly didn't disappoint. Sitting outside on their terrace eating Tapas with Esstrella & red wine, we could have very easily been back in Barcelona.
I don't doubt there will be a return visit.
In other news, Rock of Ages (the film) could very well be the most cheesy cinematic cringe-fest I have seen in a long time!