Beyond the Ice Age

There is warm sun! This pic from our balcony may look a tad grey, but we've spent the day walking the coast in got sun, watching the Atlantic swell pound the rocks and drinking beer beside one of Tenerife's black sandy beaches where surfers ignore the red flags and bodies bake in a manner I thought had gone out of fashion. Guess I've been on the wrong kind of holidays. Biggest laugh of the day came as we trooped past the hotel pool, in our boots, carrying supermarket bags full of stuff for picnics. 15 of us. The sunloungered Germans gaped. Maybe I thought they had a point.