Have just returned to Weil after spending a week at home in England with my parents. It was a lazy few days, but sometimes it's nice to just relax. The weather wasn't exactly brilliant - with high winds, prolonged showers and rather parky temperatures - but, let's face it, summer on the Lancashire coast wouldn't be the same without it. The weather began to perk up at the weekend, and was favourable enough for us to have a very enjoyable barbecue with family and friends in our back garden during the course of the Sunday. This has become somewhat of an annual event and has been nicknamed Bombero by my Dad, which is named after El Bombero, the Spanish red wine that he traditionally serves to our guests. At 15% alc., it's not for the faint hearted. Anyway, the sun finally shone that afternoon, and one or two of us were slightly jaded by the evening, thanks to that and the combination of home-brewed bitter and potent wine. A great time was had by all though.
Now it's back to the grind here in Weil. I finally left the flat yesterday evening, when I took the bus to the old part of town and walked up to the vineyards. In a repeat of my effort 12 months ago, I took some pics of the sunset.