The Art of Timing

Good timing really is an art on holiday island Ibiza. So here's some art and some tales of timing, mostly bad, from yesterday and today.

Having free time on our hands we went to the Plaza del Parque in Ibiza for a Sunday snackette at the Hostal del Parque. Settling into a shady nook we were struck by the sight and sound of some tuneless bearded wonder, in possession of a dangerous recorder, who was having less success conjuring a melody out of it than I was with my roast beef baguette. Play Handel's Largo or Greensleeves next time was my tip when he came wanting money.

Any road, next up at our table was a bloke selling paintings. At €3 a pop they were good value so we bought three.

Here's number one, Dalt Vila, Ibiza.Nice isn't it?

I just happened to be gazing at our clock when the church bells chimed 8 yesterday. I noticed we were 2 or 3 minutes slow and so put the clock right this morning. This timely intervention is already paying dividends as Jaki discovered when boiling an egg for lunch. It was done to perfection and not all runny and watery as per the last few outings when the clock was wrong.

Ibiza Cathedral

Maybe I should have waited to alter the clock until everyone else had altered theirs? I'd built up a stock of tasks to do today so as i could apply the 30% success rule and actually accomplish some of them. Here's my list and what happened.

Drop off bedding at laundry - not open, late for work

Collect CD of photos from office - CD not ready

Drop off laptop at computer shop - shop not open, late for work.

Pay in cheque at bank - bad timing, arrived a nano second behind a slot machine arcade owner paying in a year's takings in copper.

Get special key cut - success.

All in all 2.5 hours to do about 5 minutes work.

Thank God for art.........

La Sagrada Familia Barcelona