It was te old man's birthday. so we invited him to an all expenses paid trip to a reaaly poncey hotel in Catalonia. We know that he happens to like poncey hotels, and to be fair, we rather like poncey hotels too
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| They do not get much poncier than this | We settled in to a rather nice room, complete with a swing | Dinhner was al fresco on the plaza | .. an as it was his birthday, we had a photo with him |
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| It was not the madre's birthday, but we had a photo anyway | We went to a wine tasting and had .. | .. a tour of the premises, from grapes arriving .. | ..to them being put in barrels |
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| We thought we had got the padres away from old stones .. | ..but this was old stones with a vengence | A lot of it was nothing but piles of .. old stones | Thn back in time for another wine tasting .. |
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| ..this was in our own hotel. We gave the lady some ips on wine | On to dinner outside | ..followd by breakfast outside | A deal here was Somerville had the coffee, Pembroke the chocs |
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| On the way home a medieval village | in the middle of the mountains | All that was left of the village was really just old stones. | But there waws a nive view from here. |
The back to Moraira to consume a souvenir bottle of the local plonk. At 50 euro a bottle, it should be good