I take back what I said about the roller blades with the tiny engine, I have just seen five people on a bloody scooter and it wasn't the legendary White Helmets display team.
Mrs F and I were trying to cross the road (never an easy thing to do here where pedestrians seem to be targets for any loony behind the wheel) when it bore down on us, Dad on the saddle gripping the handlebars, two kids in front of him and two adults behind one of them gripping a bleedin fully inflated Lilo, not a crash helmet between them!
Mind you I did see some nutters letting their kids drive quad bikes on the bloody high street earlier.
Anyway another lazy day on the beach where I spyed the Barbarossa making her way accross the bay without a stitch of sail at a fair rate of knots. Perhaps she be under some kind of enchantment, either that or running on diesel - some pathetic pirates eh?
Another adventure in catering at our hotel tonight stuffed artichoke- looked like a lemon merang tart, stuffed with canned veg awful- pork in mustard or more truthfully pork fat in mustard, potato noisettes (deep fried nuggets of Smash) wishy washee pasta and fried chicken. Oh for an expense account Islington lunch those were the days!
Off into town for a few drinks and its getting tiresome fending off the people determined to drag you into their bars
"I have a charcoal grill the only one on the island"
"That's why his food is covered in soot then!"
We have taken to walking by the seafront instead still very hot here but I hear the heaviest rain for 50 years is due in the UK tomorrow and I'm missing Wimbledon and Big Brother too it just gets better all the time.
Night night
