Friday means Flamenco encore. Fabienne was very kind about my lack of prowess at the soiree last weekend, I just need to ensure that I don't let her down when her soiree arrives in three weeks time. We moved beyond the second sevillana today and are now endeavouring to master coordination of arm movements that mirror our legs, not at all easy.
Our friend Julie arrived today from London, Mrs Walker has organised a girl's weekend. Others arrive tomorrow and I think I will be making myself scarce, the coven can become quite fearsome. Forecasts are predicting a fabulous day tomorrow so I am hoping to catch up on some reading on the beach.
Basque of the day:- beach :: hondartza