That feckin wind.
You can see Aguadulce in the distance. This is about half way on our daily bike ride back from school and the spot where Mr B thinks he might have sniffed a sickly spore.
Mr B’s nude sunbathing clears the beach at Roquetas.
The Jameater runs this monstrosity. It’s called the C6 and lays oil and gas pipelines under the sea. It’s in Almeria port at the moment and the local fishermen hate it.
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