I can´t possibly stay long - Im tanked up on sangria and the days bombing missions sucessfully have me devoid of any energy.
Im not kidding you, jack of bomber command jumped me twice as I did 25 laps of the pool. Thats 50 bombs in total.
Anyone would think there was a baddy in the pool.
I am not a baddy.
I am a sun godess.
I am queen of the pool.
I am a frazzled crisp of my former self.
Every time I move my arms or legs, my skin strains under every move. Its so tight from scorching sunnage.
I have so many freckles I think that after 2 or three days they might all join up and I will become a human freck.
On Monday we are taking a trip to Ciutadella to do the obligatory cultural reccy of the Island.
Belle is more excited that the city has a burger king.
Not that she hates the food here in this 8 hotel mini resort.
She is now classified as the Squid Kid and has eaten no end of the lil blighters.
Except she don´t call it squid.
She calls it fish chewing gum.
But a burger is her destiny for monday whilst mine is photograohy and marks job, as always, the hired help. Or indeed the chauffer.