Well, first of all, can I just say how sorry I was to hear about your toilet seat, Vulch. That must have been hard for you.
Anyway, I had just the kind of break that I wanted. I have a genuine affection for The Algarve and it all went very smoothly. My wife, son, sister (Diamond Lil) and I relaxed at a lovely villa, swam in the pool and did very little else that required either energy or a brain. We had some great meals along the way like fish soup, suckling pig and, of course, chicken piri-piri. Actually, the first course of olives and bread are enough to make me purr quietly as I sip my wine. Late at night, I would enjoy a nightcap on the terrace and watch the moon reflecting on the Atlantic. It was almost deathly quiet, with only the distant sound of breakers to interrupt the silence. Aaaaaah.
Now what can I have Beau doing tomorrow?