A Rescue’s Tail – Visitors, Part 2

We stopped around an hour outside Seville, in a service station. It being a three-hour journey, we decided to try and stop every hour – just in case Aneira began to get a little antsy. It was warm; Andalusia was still trying to shake off the summer just gone by. The stop gave Aneira a…

A Rescue’s Tail – Visitors, Part 1

No sooner had we started back at work that we began to look forward to welcoming our first guests of the year (we run on an academic calendar here). Siobhan’s parents usually visit in autumn, and following our booking incident, we were just praying there wouldn’t be any further hiccups. In the days leading up…