Well, friends and readers, Timothy Belmont arose from the ethereal slumber at about seven forty-five this morning. All is peaceful with my world.
Having attended to the old ablutions, I had cafe condensado with wholemeal buttered toast and peach jam.
A right glutton for punishment, I donned the trusty Clark's Desert Boots and ventured out, to the local establishment which sells all kinds of groceries.
It is overcast here today, though hot ~ well into the eighties, I should think.
I'd omitted to bring lip balm or that stuff one applies in order to prevent cracked lips; so I had to buy some (€1.99).
I think I've discovered a little bijou restaurant in the vicinity, called Dali's. It is Franco-Belgian in ambiance and cuisine. I shall report back. I wonder if they have wi-fi...
Having attended to the old ablutions, I had cafe condensado with wholemeal buttered toast and peach jam.
A right glutton for punishment, I donned the trusty Clark's Desert Boots and ventured out, to the local establishment which sells all kinds of groceries.
It is overcast here today, though hot ~ well into the eighties, I should think.
I'd omitted to bring lip balm or that stuff one applies in order to prevent cracked lips; so I had to buy some (€1.99).
I think I've discovered a little bijou restaurant in the vicinity, called Dali's. It is Franco-Belgian in ambiance and cuisine. I shall report back. I wonder if they have wi-fi...
1 comment :
I don't think you'll find any prospective Lady Belmonts there.
But reviews of the food are very positive.
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