DELTA Done and Dusted!

A big hip hip hurray to F on completing the nine months of hell that is a Distance DELTA. We celebrated in style - champagne, lethal cocktails, copas and nibbles - in a variety of places (from well-heeled wineries to communist cultural associations that are fined for having too many tables on their terraza - Damn the Man!). It was a night of stiff entries, nuns carrying roses, imperfect small men, highbrow conversations on the cultural importance of Jet from Gladiators and moving renditions of Abba's I Have a Dream by J. But enough of the mungo jumbo and congratulations once again to mi niña de ay.