Every time i light my Bbq phillipe the french scavanger arrives to devour half of it. I'm a generous guy and for the first couple of days i said ok, he'll cook tmrw, but a week later it's crazy (Shit here he comes again!). Steak for me tonight. But i'm only cooking one :-)
For the first time since i arrived, the forecast here is rubbish, no wind for a week. So i'm moving on. To portugal. At least for a week until the frenchman has gone, or the wind returns! time for a change :-)
