I've been down to Spain to visit Jemima and Cody in their flat in Vejer de la Frontera. Jemima has been living there since Christmas and this was the first time I had managed to go over.
This is the street where they live.
Their patio is against one of the old castle walls, and one evening Jemima and I Shinned up for a look over the roof of the castle. It was lovely up there and you could see for miles.
This is the view over the town from the castle roof.
We were about fifteen miles from the sea, so one morning we went to Cape Trafalgar where Nelson met his Waterloo.
The lighthouse at Cape Trafalgar. Late night radio addicts will know it comes after Finesterre in the shipping forecast.
All along the coast were the sad remains of wrecked dinghies that had been washed up. They started out in Africa with illegal immigrants hoping to make a new life in Europe, but many of them don't survive the journey. The Straits of Gibraltar are now so closely patrolled that it would be impossible to even swim across it without being spotted.
While I was there, Jemima collected her kitten from Cody's mum Caroline. At last it was old enough to leave it's mother. It is a sweet little thing, tabby and covered in fleas. They have named him Whitby after the town in which Cody was born. Cody persuaded it to help him tidy up the patio, and Whitby got so tired he fell asleep in the dustpan.
Caroline is brilliant and we spent some time at her house. I won't print her picture as she wouldn't like it. She screwed her face up just as I was clicking!
Cody and Jemima having a hug!
Jemima and Whitby having a hug.
Back home now from a very enjoyable trip and once more my garden seems to have excelled itself in getting out of control as soon as I turn my back on it.
This afternoon I saw a Nuthatch climbing up one of the sycamore trees. I excitedly told Maalie. "Nah", he said, "it was probably a Great Tit". "No it wasn't", I replied. "Well it was probably a Chaffinch moulting". "Certainly not", I cried. "Well" he said, "then it was an escaped budgerigar". "Rubbish!!" Then he said, "it couldn't have been a Nuthatch as I haven't any nut trees".
Game, Set and Match to Maalie!