Yesterday I realised I still hadn’t made it down to the beach (!!!) so last night I took a walk over to Pedregalejo, the old fisherman’s village, for a final meal by the sea. And it was a gorgeous evening. It was a delightful 45-minute seaside walk from the centre, during which the sun rather spendidly went down. I also saw tons of frolicking kittehs on a rocky stretch of the walk, passed the new controversial chiringuitos (beach bars) recently put up by the city council, and even saw a bride and groom photo shoot that had them both frolicking in the waves… weird.

I couldn’t decide whether to go to my favourite family-run fish restaurant Andrés Maricuchi or go back to the newly opened Pez Tomillo (actually owned by Sevillano chef Ernesto Malasaña) so in the end I went to both. Had some fabulously crispy lemon boquerones at Maricuchi with a couple of glasses of Botani, then had a small tapa of stewed oxtail with potato purée at Pez Tomillo. And more wine. After which I stumbled to a taxi stand and was happily tucked up in bed with Morcilla by midnight. Nice ending to another wonderful holiday in Málaga.

Now back home catching up on emails and other work, plus sorting through photos. I think it’ll take me at least a week to do all my updates. Oh, and there are tapas tours booked. Lots and lots of them!