Christmas has been and gone. Tempus Fugit et al – we’ve been camped here at Conil de la Frontera for over a week now and Christmas day seems a distant memory. We did contemplate a pre-Christmas day visit to the “English (Litchfield)” butcher in Chiclana, in an attempt to re-create a traditional English turkey meal, but decided instead to embrace our surroundings and do something a bit different.

And what better way to spend Christmas day than watching the world go by at the beach, with a bottle of sparkling and a nice ploughman’s (constructed from Spanish Iberic meats and cheese).

It was another glorious day with highs around 23 degrees and full sun.

Boxing day arrived and a repeat of the dry sunny and still weather. Today we headed off on the bikes to Novi Sancti Petri and enjoyed a picnic alongside the cycle track there.

We stopped at the Port of Conil on the way back but sadly our favourite bar was closed.

It was a pleasant 16 mile ride through some interesting wooded areas and finally returning to Conil on the spectacular cliff tracks.

We have spent the last couple of days taking care of the mundane; washing the car, washing our clothes; shopping; sunbathing and reading. We also arrived at the “English” butcher today and were bemused by how busy the cafe was next to it, and just how many “local” residents from Rosaleda were enjoying their Expressos. Turns out they were also intent on shopping there but alas, he’s not open until manana!

Whilst there we visited a fantastic bakery, a prior award winning establishment in the “Ruta de pan”. It’s in the middle of an industrial estate and all the bread is authentic Sourdough. Moe found the cakes more interesting than the bread…

Today, 28th December and the site is still dressed for Christmas!