Secret Garden

I spent this morning helping Mum with a few jobs. Checking the car for air and water, going to Dunnes in Fuengirola to change a top and various other bits and bobs, and my reward was a lovely lunch at George's Bar in Riviera del Sol.

For a change, we sat right at the back of the terrace. I hadn't even realised it was there, but by the side of our lofty perch on the terrace was this pretty little garden.

Then in the evening, a few furious sets of padel with Bob and Silv, and I, for one, was exhausted by bed time.