
(not) looking myself
body dysmorphia in madrid
morning at farm sorting phillip hughes pictures.
then drove to gatwick with frances leaving extra time in case of a roadside breakdown.
flew to madrid
landed late.
checked into one of my favourite hotels 'hotel puerta america' and back into a room on the 7th floor.
would have liked to have tried another floor as each floor is designed by a different architect, but hotel was full.
as i only spent 8hrs there and thankfully most of them were spent asleep, i guess it didn't matter.
more bendy mirror action.

our new shower-room was finally finished
our new shower-room will be the almost exact opposite of this.
red, round walls and bathroom suites are good
but
round beds don't agree with me: i spend all night going round in circles.