And we are back home, the garden is a little disheveled (seems it was a wee bit warm at home while we were away). Actually, it was cooler in Brighton than Alcanada last night but I couldn't sleep. Malorcan villa, no carpets, shutters, airy rooms, designed to keep cool, Brighton Victorian house designed to keep the winter out and the heat in (though its a bit paradoxical - too hot in summer, too cold in winter). But here I am, sitting at the back door again, have been up since drinking early grey tea and contemplating the day - and I have so many plans - one of which is to keep up the fitness regime. By the end of the week I was swimming 100 lengths of the pool a day. So a regime is in place. And back to posting music + a new film from Dan on 'Should you take a gap year'
