By the time I got up the Israel couple had departed leaving 'Hell' as I like to call her behind. However she was not around so the terrace was nice and quite. I do not know how Liz is yet but it is certain to be a quiet day learning Spanish.
A check on Liz at a safe time (pm) confirmed that she was well enough to order her emergency supply of crisps (in a wimpering pretty please type voice). She normally only reserves this voice for bad hangovers so I felt I needed to be the hunter gatherer and get some.
I brought Dorritos back and left her to it. The Dorritos seemed to have the desired effect for the photo though the effects quickly wore off.
I have spent the day backing up lots of pictures plus a few bibs and bobs. Talking of bibs and bobs, the people we were having a laugh with last night, I shall call them Mr Bib and Mr Bob I distinctly remember saying see you around tomorrow. Liz has this amazing ability to get better just before going to the pub. The worry I have is that it could all go wrong again if we bump into Mr Bib and Bob.