The continuing diaries of an Englishman abroad visiting such exotic places as Spain, USA, Malta and heaven knows where. Tagging along are his wife Pauline and daughter Emma.

Everything you are about to read is based on true events and real people. It may have been embellished beyond recognition for a cheap laugh but everything happened to a greater or lesser degree. Apart from the bits I made up. OK, and apart from the jokes. And apart from the fantasy sequences. But all the characters are real, believe me.


Exciting isn't it?


Saturday, 28 January 2012

Menorca 2003 - Day 7

This holiday has proved to be the laziest one so far. Relieved of the responsibility of keeping Emma interested and amused, all I seem to be doing is getting up late and spending the rest of the day sitting and reading, lying down and reading, eating and reading and drinking and reading. Pauline is relaxing in her own way by getting up early, swimming, sunbathing, reading, eating sensibly, drinking and cooking (but only breakfast and the odd snack for Emma and Dan).

While swimming underwater in the pool today Emma lashed out and managed to hit a young lad in the face. He probably deserved it.

It’s a bit cooler today. I feel quite comfortable wearing a T-shirt for a change.

Amongst all the restaurants where we’re staying is a “Hawaiian” bar which Emma has taken a shine to and would like to go to at some point. It’s her sixteenth birthday on Saturday and we’re not sure where we want to go or what we want to do. We’ve left it to Emma to decide. She would have liked to have eaten out at the “Hawaiian” bar but they don’t serve meals only drinks. It does, however have waiters and waitresses on roller skates and the drinks are served up in huge buckets with ten feet straws sticking out of them. Emma tells me that you can keep the straws. In fact you can tell when someone has been to the “Hawaiian” bar; they’re always walking along with a cheap paper garland around their neck and a ten foot straw in their hand. Quality souvenirs of their visit and something to show their friends back home I suppose. I’ll be able to tell you more about this exotic place when we go there for a drink on Saturday.

Can’t wait.

Cheese and jam salad on the menu tonight. Mmmm-Mmmmm.

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