… my neighbour very much.

I was out and about fairly early to go and fetch some bread and here he was, sitting on the windowsill of one of the ground floor apartments here.

He was extremely friendly and enjoyed a really good stroke. And so did I too. It looks as if I might have one friend here at least.

As I predicted, I fell asleep in the middle of my film but managed somehow to wake up and turn off the computer before going back to sleep. And then I was off on my travels again. I don’t remember too much about it except that I was in an area similar to the South-West USA with rolling hills and valleys. I had to travel over these ridges and valleys and my route was taking me deeper and deeper into Chiracahua Apache territory during the period when this would have been an automatic sentence of death. And, ofcourse, the farther and farther I progressed, the more tense I became. Hardly surprising that I awoke in a cold sweat.

But it was a good sleep all the same and even though it was a Sunday and there was no alarm, it was still 06:30 when I awoke and 07:00 when I was breakfasting.

At about 08:30 I headed off out to pick up some bread, and having said “hello” to my friend, I walked over to the cliff edge to see what I could see.

The answer was “not very much”. There was one of those early morning mists for which this area is quite famous, rolling in off the sea. But at least you have an idea of what the view is going to be like from the side of my building when the weather clears.

Just for a change, instead of going down by the road or going through the old town, I took the footpath along the coastal path instead.

And from here there’s an excellent view of the barracks complex where I live. Unfortunately that’s not my building – mine’s behind there with the view of the sea all blocked off which is a shame. But then, I can’t complain after all of the ruins that I have seen

Regular readers of this rubbish will recall that bad parking is a recurring theme on these pages. And here’s another example.

British of course, as you might expect, and an old wreck too, but the driver still wants to be extremely selfish and occupy two parking spaces in what is a very restricted and difficult area to find a parking place in the old town.

Like I said, there are times when I am ashamed to be British when I see my fellow countrymen behaving like this. No wonder everyone in Europe hates the Brits.

As you walk around the corner of the coastal path underneath the city walls, this spectacular view suddenly appears at your feet. On the left-hand edge of the photo we have the casino, and moving clockwise round, a little bit of beach, then the healh spa place where people go to recover from injuries and illnesses, and then the red and cream building is a hotel.

You can understand why the French military engineers chose this site up here for the building of a walled city, with a cliff like this to climb up

The view farther round the cliff would normally be just as impressive, but today as you saw earlier, there is this rolling mist coming in off the sea.

But at least just here, I’m on the top of the stairs – there are about 100 of them that go down to the car park that we saw earlier, and the boulangerie is just across the road from there behind the hotel.

That particular boulangerie might sell the best baguettes but the rest of the bread is rubbish. Cremated bread seems to be the order of things round here, and my boule was a good example. It might always be that they think that I’m a god – hence the burnt offering.

I came back up the road rather than up the steps – I didn’t feel up to that.

This involved following the city walls on the south side and there are some very interesting things to see along here. You’ve seen the drawbridge the other day, but this building just here is even more exciting and what wouldn’t I give to have an apartment in there?

I have a thing about turrets as you know.

Back here I had a leisurely morning not doing too much (after all, it is Sunday) but we had a change of plan at lunch time. I had bought a folding chair the other day and seeing as how it was a sunny, still day today, I made my butties and went to sit outside in the sun.

I had a good book and a bottle of pop, and I stayed out there for almost two hours enjoying the weather.

This afternoon I went a-measuring. I’m off tomorrow to buy some furniture and so I need to know the dimensions of what I need. It’s not a very big apartment here and things are a little tight so it’s a case of making sure that i’m not buying anything too big to fit where I want it.

I forgot to have my shower this morning, what with one thing and another, so I’ll have to do that before I go out. it’s going to be an early start as I have a long way to go.

And that’s a cue for an early night too, isn’t it?