a small glass of something

Stumbled on a smart pre dinner party in a bar while we were in Barcelona.

We felt out of place in our day-smudged scruff. But we had ordered our drinks so we held steadfast.

Here are two of the guests engaged in casual chit chat.

Ha. It was the night before we came home 'cos you can see the Easyjet sketch on the next page bleeding through there. 

Postcards home

This man sat in the cafe at the Joan Miro Foundation. Writing all his postcards. Sending news home.

" Having a lovely time, but bothered by bloke sitting opposite me in cafe who keep looking at me and scribbling in a pad. Wish you were here... to go and beat him up"

I don't like to boast...

But this was the view on the beach in Barcelona the other day !