I spent the weekend in Barcelona at the first of May's weddings. The bride was a friend from the days when I lived there, and the wedding itself was gorgeous from start to finish. I'm not sure my cava-assisted 'dancing' was quite as classy, but happily I can't remember too much about it, and luckily there doesn't seem to be any photographic evidence.
Thanks to my lovely little Samsung notebook I even managed to get quite a lot of writing and editing done. I've been mildly panicking that my story has too much external conflict and not enough internal, so this week I'm planning to pile on the torment.
With a deadline zooming in faster than Jenson Button in his very speedy car, and an aim to finish the book before the next wedding (in two weeks), I may disappear for a while...