Spanish tapas

Spanish tapas

Our friends Christian and Melanie have a lovely house they have built on a hill overlooking Mojacar in Spain. We came on the motorbike to stay with them for a few days. Correction: Malcolm drove all the way from London on his Triumph and I went on the plane with Ingrid and Mustapha. Not because I am a coward, but because I am a hopeless passenger – I get bored and fall asleep on long journeys, and that can be dangerous! Anyway back to la casa de Chris and Mel. We were on the terrace one evening drinking some lovely wine and Mel brought out some tapas: olives, nuts and these fabulous prawns on decorated plates. Almost too pretty to eat. I had to work very quickly before Malcolm ate them.