Sitting on a sun lounger
Ogling topless lasses and mentally rating the tits from 1-10 in my own head, and calculating daily averages.
Eating egg and chips
Necking a few San Miguel’s to cool down
Drinking in a karaoke bar
Eating seafood, drinking cheap plonk and playing on the lady squeezes tits.
What I won’t be doing:
Speaking anything other than English
Buying tat made of wood from a market stall
Drinking interesting and complex beers with a myriad of flavours, depths and after taste
Writing anything in a notebook about such tosh, and then putting it on this blog.
A week of sun, sand, sea and sex beckons. The only downside is that lady squeeze might “make friends” with another couple and thus lumber us with unnecessary company, but I’ve got the union jack shorts, the soccer shirt and I’m shaving my head at lunchtime so I’ll look too unappealing to make friends with, and from then on in its sunshine and shagging!
Oh this year I’m off to Sunny Spain Y Viva Espana
I'm taking the Costa Brava 'plane Y Viva Espana
If you'd like to chat a matador, in some cool cabana
And meet senoritas by the score, Espana por favor