Went to BK for lunch as I really can't face big dinners in this heat. There was a group of italians lads and a big one hit another one, it was like a crackshot. He also spilled a drink. He sat down and then to have another go at then other lad, I gave a loud whistle to alert the staff, thumper looked surprised and spun round and slipped in drink and snapped his flip flop and ended up on floor. Mr N was mortified and hid behind his hamburger telling me to shut up as He was terrified Thumper would hit him. I glared at Thumped he took his case and left. He didn't half give me the evil eye when we left. I think maybe he thought the red ketchup around my mouth was blood.
Back in the cool now. Waiting to hear if and when hija starts her 7 he drive from marbella to denia to get ferry to ibiza.