Two updates

If you don't get a blog on Monday, it's because WiFi isn't a thing when your in a boat on the high seas of the bay of biscay. I will start blogging the following day in that case. (As long as we have WiFi in Bilbao)

Also, we love receiving any comments you might like to make. The trouble is that, as yet, we haven't worked out how to respond so please don't be offended. We are not ignoring you in our hearts.....🤪


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