Week 124 of Gibraltar Diary

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Sunday 25th July 2010

This is Gibraltar from the hills above La Linea

And this may be your car, if you were wondering where it was.

We take Annika to Mallaga Airport where we queue up for about 10 minutes before we realise she already has a boarding pass. Then we walk for miles through the shiny new terminal looking for the security gates. Finally we get there and sadly wave her goodbye.

Monday 26th July 2010

We eat at Brunos in Ocean Village. Stale bread and poor quality, melted ice cream. Nice place though.

Tuesday 27th July 2010

We are waiting for a man to fetch our car and take it back to the UK. I know this is going to be a giant cock-up so we steel ourselves by walking round the Allameda Gardens

At one point, a gardener shouts something at us and gestures. While we are wondering what he is going on about, we are hit with jets of water from the sprinkler system. Right.

The firm of idiots who are transporting our car say they will pick it up at MacDonalds. Fair enough. Then the man who is actually fetching it rings me and asks me where to meet. And which town. Who would have thought there were three MacDonalds in La Linea? And huge traffic jams.

Wednesday 28th July 2010

My girlfriend is flying home to see her mum for a few days. Outside the airport we notice people buying cigarettes and shoving them inside their underwear. Why on earth would they do that? Life is full of mysteries.

Thursday 29th July 2010

Today, everybody is out in little boats charging round the bay - it is certainly one way to keep cool.

Friday 30th July 2010

It turns out that the blue line means "parking here will cost you 100". That's even more expensive than Mayfair.

I expect the conversation in committee went as follows:

Councillor: Mr Chairman, in Spain a blue line means that you can park here for free. If we draw blue lines everywhere it means that Spanish people will end up having to pay us thousands of pounds in fines.
Chairman: And the problem is?

Saturday 31st July 2010

One of the rules of photography is to always ensure that something gives a true sense of scale. Unfortunately, I forgot and this picture of our poinsetta may be confusing - the cup is not a normal cup. It is almost a foot across. Straight out of Alice in Wonderland.

Really, poinsettas are supposed to be red but that evidently is not easily achived. Something to do with dark cupboards and low temperatures, I'm told.

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