
I'll have to go up there after I return at the end of the month.
Pete Morris, living and lunching in Gozo, Malta. Working as Operations Geologist for Cobalt in Luanda, Angola. Travelling to Capetown, Barbados, and the USA from time-to-time.

Josepha and Jean lead the frivolities at the flat in Qala.
Jason came early to do some stuff on my computer, and I started him off with a pint of Pinotage, then after that he was just capable of spilling champagne around.
Tony & Vanessa and Gaby were in great form as always.
And new faces, such as Gilbert & Frederick, Sacha and Vanessa were also present.
Here are Maji chefs Trevor and Joseph, with a very happy looking Kevin.
And young Justin with his lass
And we lasted just from late morning to sunset.....so it wasn't too punishing......but some of these restaurant people had to work that night.
The swimming pool was fairly empty, but surrounded by people intent on getting their skin burnt.
And young American girls are a bit too 'Precious' & 'Booby' to be around for too long.
We limited ourselves to 30-45 minutes a day in the sea and sun.....trying to protect our biggest organ with lashings of factor.
It was pretty rough down in the south, from the trade winds. And I was smashed a couple of times.
Tony reckons that he nearly had his neck snapped like a carrot! In surf just like this.
Whilst watching cricket in the bar, we saw a wedding at our hotel beach :And we said our goodbyes to the barmen. The Gregs, Louis and the rest!!
And here is Alvin with a 'rummy' bear :
Then we took it easy with our packing, and had our last 'Cane Field Beef'.
Snapping some last photos of the 'Vanilla skies" :
And we flew home Club Class,....a bit of a let-down from FIRST ....but we slept; and I journeyed on to Heathrow, whilst Tony headed up to Leeds.
What more could you ask for?