|Endless piss-taking of the old man
he can’t wear non-prescription glasses
so these were only good for his pate.
|The midday chill – Jamie scranning crisps – Granada flat|
|And Ana with her Cheetos (wallpaper paste tasting puffs)|
|Catedral de Granada – The Cathedral of the Incarnation
Vast wealth and power of the church was like a punch to the plexus.
The scale of the building – astonishing.
|Bizarre – pop a 20 cent in the box and a ‘candle’ lights up.
There’s 2 Euros worth lit up here.
|Robert is 6’6″ – even he is dwarfed by this place|
|Penitents buy your soul’s ease here – a bit of almsgiving
boxes liberally placed throughout the Catedral.
|Ana – signalling a good-natured ‘time to go now Mum’|
|Looking for God. Marvelling at what man made.|
|Best confession booth I’ve seen.|
|Back in Las Heredades. Ipad in hand.|
|Yip. I succumbed. Back on the fags.
Holiday reading hit the holiday spot.
|Fun of the evening fair – Torrevieja|
|Sleeping cat on warm rocks – Torrevieja|
|Ana on the Torrevieja pier|
|Self-conscious camera-shy – who’d have thought that of
Jamie the exhibitionist. Taken at a Santa Pola Kiosko
|Jamie and Ana – Torrevieja pier.|
|Face on the Torrevieja rocks|
|Ana and Mamie – Torrevieja|
|They were looking over to the Marina and dreaming of yachts|