When you can drag yourself away from an ice chilled Estrella, and the paella, and think of us stuck back in blighty, watching crap foottie,and now the addition of Wimbledon, maybe, just maybe you might fall a sleep dreaming of a proper fried breakfast at the Ace.
Anyway enough of the jealous undertones, the beer is hauning me already.........
We could look at maybe a Sunday mid July? Will discuss when the sun has become too much and you have to return to normality.
But while the chances of a coooooooooool beer call, I'll leave it here so you can drink it in peace,by the pool.
By the way are you wearing mirror'd shades? I would be.........................
Magnum
Future Spaceship Captain............and Saga prospect