Can't say my digestion was much pleased on Friday, either. Turned up at one of my regular places expecting a ten-Euro lunch, only to realise that the menu was up to fifteen: Spanish Constitution Day. National (and local) holidays always drive restaurant food prices up by 50%.
Not willing to write off the diesel I'd used getting there, I went in and had what was, in fact, a delightful meal, far better than the usual offerings. But, before breaking bread - or anything else - I shot my dining companion sitting on the table. I wasn't sitting on the table of course - she was.
As remarked elsewhere, there are some things that cellphones don't always do all that well. These conditions find them fighting from the mat. But anyway, here it is.
Rob C