Still the sun beats down unmercifully, yet more bikini clad ladies sashay past me - an alarming sight given the average age round here is about 93! Then there is the food. I mean don't tell Oxfam, they'd have a fit -just at the tons thrown away each day. Needless to say, as an old soldier, I demur at the prospect of annointing by body with all those 'girlie' unctions and consequently I now resemble an adder shedding its skin. Needless to say, not a word of sympathy from the Memsahib except something along the lines of 'I told you so'! And as for the booze, well, it just keeps coming on in wave after wave, I really don't know how I cope but I just think of Her Maj and with grim fortitude I keep drinking.
