A day of lovely
farewells over breakfast and lunch. I fear I've invited more than a
hundred people to visit me in Galicia. And that most of the buggers
will turn up.
Woke at 5.30 this
morning to find I'd lost my reading glasses. Waited until 7 to knock
on the door of room 160, where my bag and back-up glasses were. But,
without glasses, I knocked on 140 instead. The occupant was
not at all happy. But I did meet her later and apologised. Anyway, I
then proceeded to knock on the door of room 160 but, as I did so,
recalled it should have been 162. Fled.
With luck, I'll be able
to post one or two fotos of the wedding tomorrow.
Meanwhile, I won't
bore you with details of a 4 hour drive to Bristol, through heavy
traffic and endless 50 or 60mph restrictions on the motorways.
Instead, here's the latest Local list:- 10 (allegedly) great quotes about Spain. Some with long beards on them.
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