España

We had a brilliant evening down at the local bar. Having watched the semi-final at home we decided that it would be great to enjoy the final along with the Spanish.

You wouldn´t believe the noise and my ears are still ringing. Drums and hooters along with clapping and shouting. I must admit that my throat is sore from screaming ´España´. The celebrations are continuing out in the streets.

Spanish, English and three or four Germans in one small bar and the atmosphere was brilliant we all shared the champagne at the end.

Well done Spain!

Rubbish Rovers!

We rushed back to the village after bowling this afternoon so that we could catch the Blackburn v West Ham match. It wasn't one of the best games that I've seen and we did sort of suss that it would go either way with a sneaky goal. On the whole, the game was pretty boring and I didn't even spot my brother in the crowd!

The Big Divide!

The football season has been back with us for a few weeks now and you really don't know where you are with it. It was much easier when it was at three o'clock on a Saturday afternoon but nowadays, it can be all week long. Ok, I did exaggerate slightly, but I'm partly right. Last Saturday we had to be out for one, I forget who was playing but it was very important, and this week it was five o'clock. I quite like football but I've sort of lost interest with this topsy turvy arrangement.

The lads propped up the bar whilst us ladies, Caron, Pam, Charlotte and I sat outside having a meaningful conversation. Charlotte asked where puppies came from and her mum patiently explained that it was all to do with eggs and seeds and mummies and daddies. As you may imagine, this wasn't good enough. She really wanted to know where the first mummy and daddy came from! Bless her!

I've just found out............England plays again on Wednesday...........grrrrrrr.

Should I Have Gone Bowling?

It was my choice to postpone bowling until Friday as I had a fancy for a Sunday off. I planned to have a nice stroll around the village but ´im indoors had other ideas.

He did lull me into a false sense of security by proposing a trip to Playa Paraiso, where we looked around a couple of shops and stopped for a cool drink. Ok, it was a beer!! In fact, it was the bar where we used to meet Shona and William whilst they were here last year and I was cheeky enough to send her a ´thinking of you´ text. Needless to say, she never replied!!

As Brian fancied a couple more beers we took Melvyn home and ended up at the Fisherman´s Bar. Strangely enough, we were just in time to watch the Arsenal v Man United match. How things pan out!

It was good fun though and I really enjoyed the match and the banter. Out of around twenty of us there was one bloke supporting Arsenal. He got some stick and gave some back but we did applause when the last goal went in.

Nice, good natured fun, good to see and he bought a round!