Whew... Now, where was I?

It was an eventful weekend, on the edge of the Pyrenees. I won't go into details, but suffice to say that leaving my luggage in the boot of a car, by a lake, undiscovered until I was checking in at the airport, scored so low down the incident list as to barely warrant a mention.

Hopefully I'll get it back before the end of the year.

Catalonia has a radical history, and I was taken with this bit of graffiti - especially with the bouncy castle in the backround. I smoked a bit in the evenings with vin rouge, and once at home again with vin blanc.

But that was Monday night and I've been puff-free since then, even though I've found out I didn't get my dream job, I got turned down for another, and had a surreal interview this afternoon.

I think I'm doing well. I'm virtually a "non-smoker".