...the modern man...
Thursday, October 18, 2012 @ 9:29 PM
I was expecting a genteel ride home in the car, but the Fates had decreed otherwise...the car is still at the garage so there was Steve, waiting at the airport, helmet in hand, and wearing a happy smile. He had brought all my biking gear in the top-box, so after a quick change we were bombing along towards Motril under the starry sky, aboard the VFR! The hill roads seemed long and winding, in places a little bit difficult with scattered stones and gravel, but the main man did his stuff beautifully and by 1am we were sipping a wee dram in the house.
And what a house! SOMEONE had given it a top-to-toe tidy and clean up, polished the floors, changed the bed linen, watered the pot-plants...all immaculate. As I unpacked the goodies from the UK (marmite, Esbit tablets, laptop battery, Montbell jacket etc) I decided that I will have to go away more often, as he is a much better housekeeper than me! What a good chap! Gold-dust!!
