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