The time spent with my old mates Terry & Tina was brilliant, and no need to leave ‘Red’ memorabilia around their property as Tina (an Everton supporter actually) now drives a redand the decision to fly from Bournemouth looks to be a good one. Easy train trip and bus transfer, three hours though, and I’m there just £20 lighter. I only booked one seat on both trains but they gave me the whole carriage
My taxi is waiting and the very good people at the other end (Stu & Lynne) are ferrying me to the villa, amazing me how this jaunting about life seems to come together 🤷🏻♂️
Mi Espanyol lingo learning has kept up to speed with Prisci, exchanging Spanglais messages – Gracias muy bien amigo. We now have to sort the bets for the winners breakfast – the Real Madrid v Barcelona (2-3) result swooping the € wallet/purse a few times. Poor mans potatoes if I lose, but spicy sausage, tortilla and cerveza on a win🕺🏼
Time to fly, the 50 passengers are queued for the 150 seat plane 20mins early… just in case it leaves sneakily I guess ???