The promised storm down south (and tracking north) was something of a damp squib here. There were weather warnings of 140 kmph winds in Cantabria and Galicia, but like most of the bad weather recently, it made a big beeline around us. No spectacular rain showers and barely any wind. If there hadn’t been the occasional dribbles of rain and the fact that we wanted to finish off some work before going on holiday next week, we would have gone out flying!

In order to get that summer feeling, I signed up for the first ever Women’s PG Open, held in August just down the road in Ager. And while I was at it, booked my flight home from Nice two weeks later. Roll on June and Slovenia…