Before heading out for an evening in Barcelona, there is the obligatory dance party with cats and wigs.
Dear Randy and Lois, Lola accepts your kind invitation to visit.
Then it was out into the countryside to visit family in Montseny - it was so lovely. We had a really wild thyme (you had to be there) and I implemented the ritual of a daily post-breakfast siesta. Do you have any idea how fully knackered and booted in the head by life one has to be to need a post breakfast siesta? In any case, the fun night in Barcelona with friends, good food, clear air, long walks in nature and sleep were most rejuvenating. I returned to my delayed flight, car not starting at the airport, long diversion due to roadworks and getting home at 2.30am to be greeted with shit to clean up, with a clearer head and the realisation that the only shit I need to deal with from now on in London is mine and Lola's.