26^th June

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La Linea is a surprisingly nice town just the other side of the famous Gibraltar runway and border. It will be remembered by us both as the place where, over a simple pasta lunch, we decided where we’d like to live on our return and so the “La Linea plan” will, we hope, come to pass. I will say no more as we may change our minds!

Belinda ventured across the runway to Gibraltar (weird in itself) but I did not. Time spent traveling in the Schenghen area  with my wonderful Cypriot wife does not count towards the post Brexit 90 day limit. But not every border guard understands this so, rather than try to explain and produce evidence of our 30 years of married life together, I decided to stay north of the runway. Gibraltar is a very odd place. We listened to a podcast of “Mark Steel’s in Town” on Gibraltar. He captures it brilliantly. In summary, a place stuck in a 1970’s time warp and whose residents wouldn’t now recognise Britain if they went to visit – the pub food far to good, red phone boxes all gone, streets are clean and a dearth of fish and chip shops.

More time on radar – don’t get me started. It’s heading overboard…with me attached. I can now wire an RJ45 plug onto the end of an ethernet cable. It’s going on the CV.