Just Act Normally

I've got draft post about the day before and the wedding itself but time seems to be running away with me so I think I'll save them until later like next year. Simon is editing down the yards of digi video we recorded on holiday and occasionally cackling to himself so he must be up to something. We had a lovely time on holiday there are photos to admire here and this is my favourite picture of Simon.

Just A Quicky

We are back, Simon is snoring besides me but I can't get to sleep. It feels very weird to be home, last time I was here with Simon we weren't married and now we are - It's huge a fundamental difference and it's so weird, I suppose it will sink in properly now we are back. We've got tons to do tomorrow, washing clothes sorting out the post, up loading pictures to flickr, ringing around to let people know that we made it and I've got emails to two old school friends in America to write and hundreds of blog posts to read

Rules For Being A Naturist

1. Be middle aged

2. Be saggy all over if you happen to be stilled toned now that you are staring 50 in the face have a Brazilian or the male equivalent the guys/chicks will love it.

3. Don´t sit still, stand when eating your lunch, applying your suntan lotion. Walk about. A lot, strut your sagging stuff along the water´s edge at every opportunity you get.

4. Don´t be British, the years of cold wet summers mean that we are now physically incapable of airing all to the sun and too many repeats of the carry on films make us deeply embarrassed at the thought of slipped bra strap let alone it all hanging free. No be German or Swedish instead, decades of easy access to saunas and a fresh air movement make it so much easier.

5. Go on holiday to the Canaries.

¡Hola!

One of the beauties of using a Spanish keyboard is that you don´t have to search for hours for the shortcuts to ñ ç or ¿. We are slowly going a very British pink, the water is bracingly cold first thing in the morning becoming bearably cold by mid afternoon. We have been busy doing almost nothing at all just eating, the occasional swim and drink. There are loads of bars and in the dining room they have fruit juices, water, coffee, beer and wine red rose and white on tap and self service. Water is probably the hardest drink to get your hands on which is slightly dangerous as the temptation just to have San Miguel all day is rather tempting.

Oh and they have the internets, only 4 machines which are usually in use but it´s the height of the day here so most people are either eating, having a nap or soaking up those extra strong rays. Which is probably where we will be heading a few minutes.

Thank You

We've arrived at Madrid Airport and have a bit of time waiting for our connecting flight on to the Canaries. So I'm gonna take the chance to beat Simon to the first post marital blog entry ;-)

As Simon is hanging over my shoulder desperate for me to get on with it, so that he can blog, I'd just like to say thank you to everyone for their best wishes and kind thoughts. Photos and a tedious minute by minute breakdown of the day will come later, once I've got a couple of beers into my husband and he doesn't care that he's paying for the internets time on his card anymore.