Guarding the Olives
September 12th 2017 Issy's cold‘s no better. I leave her to sleep while I wander north along the seafront path that runs in front of the apartment. I'm joined by a small throng of people who look like they’ve probably retired here, out for their early morning strolls. It seems we’re not too far from Canyelles Cove, with its nice sandy beach, and a good supply of restaurants. We’ve spent a long time making the
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