Jack-off!

Hoo-fucking-Rah! Just one more day to go and then we fly (again at some ungodly hour of the morning) to our beloved Andalusia, for the first time in two years...

All the onerous paperwork is finally sorted - at least for the journey out; the bureaucracy for our return will need to be done towards the end of our stay, at some grotty Spanish internet café I imagine - and the Madam's done the "TARDIS trick" of getting everything we need for a week away into the new maximum-size-for-EasyJet-if-you-don't-want-to-pay-£25-to-put-things-in-an-overhead-locker cabin bags, so it's just a case of getting ourselves in gear and suitably rested before the taxi arrives in the middle of the night!

Of course, I haven't forgotten that a traditional weekend send-off awaits, dear reader - so let's wallow in something suitable, from Spain, by way of a celebration.

I have posted this one, before, of course, and on that occasion I said:

"This clip has everything - bad hair, beards and sideburns, satin shirts and medallions, flared trousers in infeasibly awful pastel tones, freaked-out dancers dressed in nylon salad-vegetable-coloured outfits. It's perfect...

Gracias Disco ¡Ya es viernes! (Thank Disco It's Friday!)

Barrabás - HiJack

Have a good weekend (and week), folks!