chitty chitty bang bang
somewhere high between london and ibiza
cartoon exclaimation mark glasses
i was conceived in ibiza...back the days when it wasn't so trendy and it wasn't such a party destination.
both my sons were conceived in ibiza some years later.
i sometimes claim french heritage...but really, this island is where i started.
mini-trip starts badly as i leave my snappy canon s90 somewhere at the airport.
maria phones the lost and found and nobody has handed it in.
no surprises
spend the next few hours in a fowl FOUL FOWL mood.
i was annoyed about losing the camera but it can be replaced (with an s100) easily enough.
i was more upset about the pictures on the camera i would lose (now immortalised as the BEST pictures i've EVER taken) and the fact i'm losing my mind: can't even slightly remember where i put the camera down.
unlike a camera, once you've lost your mind, you're unlikely to get it back.
unlike your lost mind, unexpectedly, you CAN get your camera back, when ibiza airport lost and found call your assistant back (even though she didn't leave a number) two hours later to say your camera's been handed in.
happy and shocked.
reunited with the old s90.
order restored
the secret hidden fish shack we eventually found and where we enjoyed the BEST grilled fish caught today.
mmmmm
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