The fabulously named Wheel Tapas & Punters bar was a roadside venue near to our hotel and we could just make out the sea from our seats at the front of the small bar.
Our first round of drinks was quickly despatched, me on the San Miguel with Shelley on the Strongbow with a plate of crisps as the tapas style accompaniment.
Just like the previous night the Looky Looky Men were out in full force and surprisingly they were more of an amusement than an annoyance. Amazingly we were visited by ten different Looky Looky Men as well as a blind beggar and a bloke selling earrings who referred to himself as the Lord of the Earrings !!
One unwelcome visitor was the busker with the accordion who we'd had the misfortune to hear the previous night. Once again he had made the fashion faux pas of sandals with socks but unlike the previous night I did not part with seventeen cents (or any other sum of money for that matter) for his act.
I managed to last until 10.30 before my jumper went on and then I felt the urge to adopt a pose in homage to the first part of the pub's name..
Although we were in good humour the same could not be said of the couple on the adjacent table. They barely spoke and he never cracked his face, it would be churlish of me to put the reason for the misery down to the fact that they were German.
The night's pace from a drink perspective was much more respectable than the previous night booze fest and amazingly I kept my word that the night would be a gentler, early one with that night's nightcap being a Baileys...
..and a complimentary peach schnapps in a miniscule glass..
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