Author Archives: JJS

Port de Sóller, Wagyu beef and the great towel land grab Another holiday, another early night that has somehow reprogrammed my body clock into that of a farmer. But there are worse fates than being awake at 7am when your … Continue reading →

Supercars, 150 Euros sunbeds and the tragedy of the waiting egg The new week arrived the way all good weeks should: with me still horizontal, polishing blog posts for a solid hour while the rest of the world pretended to … Continue reading →

In which we are defeated by a beach and redeemed by a swimming pool Let it be known that our air conditioning unit staged a small rebellion overnight, deciding that “cooling” was more of a suggestion than a job description. … Continue reading →

In which we flee Palma for a pool full of strangers Some mornings you wake up ready to conquer the world. Other mornings you wake up still negotiating a peace treaty with last night’s dinner. Today was very much the … Continue reading →

But before the hangover, before the tea, before anything else — happy Golden Wedding Anniversary to us. Fifty years ago today, in England, we made it official. Fifty years! Some empires haven’t lasted that long. In which we turn fifty … Continue reading →

A cathedral, a palace and a hip that has opinions 6:30am. The sun isn’t even fully committed to the day yet, and here I am, wide awake, having just staged an involuntary all-night wrestling match between my hip joint and … Continue reading →