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After an hour or so of reversing and driving around Gibraltar we finally buy it for 73.5p per litre at the
SAS Petrol Station
just down the road - being very careful to keep our hands out of our pockets and not make any sudden movements.
In Tarifa we park ourselves under a big umbrella on the dunes and watch the kite surfers and the pretty girls.
Yet again we are down at the beach. Once I have finished reading the papers I look around and spot a lizard a few feet away. It is almost a foot long but heads for the grass and I only get a couple of shots - no wonder they fake wildlife TV shows. Later I try to identify it on Google but with no luck.
This Mona Lisa transformation has been floating round the web for a few years - normally saying "The Mona Lisa after one
week in the USA". Even given walk in clinics, I think three months is more realistic - time to recover from surgery and
get the celebrity hairdresser onside. Not to mention the Botox and Collagen implants.
Which reminds me that we have been in Gibraltar for almost three months but look much the same - except for the black
and white stripey feet. Actually the sun on my feet seems to have
healed my eczema but I had
no idea that this was a well known phenomenon until 5 minutes ago.
So, girls, if you suffer from psoriasis or eczema on anywhere interesting don't hesitate to come to Tarifa and strip off -
unless, of course, you are aesthetically challenged, in which case you could well get skin cancer so best stay at home.
On the subject of transformations, you may not have noticed that the Mediterranean sunshine has brought out a more glitzy
aspect of our Gracious Queen - long may she reign over us (as opposed to her prat of a son)
Apparently, the liner
Queen Elizabeth 2 was not named after our current
Queen - had it been then it would have been called Queen Elizabeth II (ie Roman numerals). You learn something
every day - the only problem is that I also forget something every day, too. Yesterday my dentist told me a very funny
joke about cancer and Alzheimers and if I eventually remember what it was I will tell you - you'll die laughing.
I have acquired a Tele Vue 85
spotterscope which is considerably bigger than my old scope, which describes itself, in an outbreak of great modesty, as
"The 7.62 Spotting Scope, made in Japan". Being wider, the Tele Vue 85 collects more light and is therefore measurably
better at night.
Having said that, the Tele Vue 85 has some drawbacks:
So do I regret buying it? Probably, ask me in a month, when I have tried it for a while.
Not sure what this is but I reckon it could be an experimental aircraft carrier. Maybe not. Looking again more closely
it turns out to be one of our friendly local tugs pushing a big pontoon. How disappointing.
No doubt what this is - a few seconds later it took off and flew right over Morrisons. Did a few circuits of the car
park then landed on the roof of McDonalds for a fish burger.
Finally, we bring you the products tanker Vindemia. Nice pipes, guys. And the cutaway side is really cool.
As I stand staring out across the bay I note the tug Capable pulled up alongside the
Iron Duke
and our old friend
HMS Sabre
rushing about. Shortly after this the Iron Duke leaves the harbour and steams (actually, diesels, I suspect) away
to who knows where. Have a nice trip!
Later on we wonder down to casemates Square where we have a cup of coffee and a snack. According to the Daily Telegraph, the circulation of the Daily Sport has plummeted by 11% in one month because they have ignored the old adage that "sex sells". A lesson to all of us.
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