To Where I Am Now

Sunday 2nd November 2025

After a late night chatting away with my Spanish hosts, the reality of getting up the next morning hit as we realised it was 3 AM. We decided to meet at midday, very civilised. We were going to the Rastro where I would meet Marie Carmen and Charlie. The morning came and I decided to take a Bolt, the driver was a bit of a nutter shouting at pedestrians, and he wasn’t quite sure where he was dropping me off, so I got out of the car and left him to his stress. I walked a bit and asked a policeman, like we used to do in England in the seventies. I met Marie Carmen first and Charlie later. It was a beautiful day and the place to be on a beautiful Sunday in Madrid is the Rastro market - last time I was there was 1977.