A WeeScoop of Sunshine
Ironic, isn’t it? I spend a week off the exercise, with laryngitis – googling health tips and resolving to “Eat less and exercise more” – and then spend the following week eating substantially more and not exercising at all.
After a twelvemonth of pitiful weather we finally cracked and went to see the sun. It was still there. Still hot. I also enjoyed the opportunity to think “enervating”.
Some quotes from the children:
- “The land looks really crusty.”
- “Everyone in this pool is so Spanish.”
- “Why do people in this country not eat breakfast?”
The books I read:
- “The Wasp Factory” by Iain Banks
- “But is it real?” by Amy Orr Ewing
- “The Sense of an Ending” by Julian Barnes
- “The Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner” by James Hogg
- and a wee bit of “Generation X” by Douglas Coupland
On the upside:
- Full BBC coverage of Wimbledon with Andy Murray doing well.
- So much delicious food I couldn’t believe it was happening.
- Our chalet was near the “other” pool, so we didn’t have to suffer the “entertainment” at the main pool.
Things I kept thinking over and over again:
- “Everybody’s a nobody in a bikini” (from “Absolutely Fabulous”)
- “You can’t argue with (insert name of food here, eg “grilled fish”, “paella”, “custard slice”, “apple tart”, “croissants”, “fried eggs”….)”
- “Fear no more the heat of the sun” (from, I think Virginia Woolf?, and maybe Shakespeare?)
So, now I am back. My heid is mince and I’ve got laundry on my mind. Normal service will be resumed in the next couple of days. Then I might share with you “Ducky’s Adventure in Gran Canaria” or “’Entertainer’? I’ll be the judge of that!” or “Brutal wines of the Canaries” or “Oh for a decent cup of tea” or some other Gran Canaria based yarn.
In the meantime, I will eat less, exercise more and drink proper tea.