Steaks marinated then barbecued in the man-pad (with vino tinto and movies, maybe I’ll sit here again!), not a bad chef Matt.
Monday ended well at the villa Sit. The burning of the last owners clothes seemed sad, so for some of them (leather jeans, leather jacket, hats and designer glasses) we gave them a final adiós Luckily we had changed just before a visitor arrived who had lived in the house as a child. She hadn’t realised her father had sold the villa, but was pleased Matt offered her anything in the house that held memories. The wedding picture in the lounge was of her!
The Borrowers then forced a stop-work to hit the local. A quick visit to Ian the Welsh en-route to see progress on his Casa meant another new contact (a retired train driver from the valleys). Arriving at the bar we enjoyed the company of a smashing Irish couple, Mike and Marion, who invited us all to the pub Friday when they said we would have a great time and meets lots of locals – so we’re going to a funeral!Mike got warned not to raise his coffee cup for a “Cheers” photo, Marion has strict etiquette rules – get a drink man.
Outside the local baker was driving around the hamlets with a van full of bread and pastries. The stock Matt bought for the villa was put in the boot of Deryks car, and he messaged later that they were back in Puerto Mazarrón safe and enjoying lots of fresh bread (no morning toast at Casa McCobb).