A few days spent in Iberia - hence the paucity of posts - reminded me firmly of life before the health and safety nasties began to ruin everything.

The morning of my flight I was entertained by the latest numpty exposing the danger of doormats as trip hazards.  Well, we have antique rugs over our carpet in our Madrid office and very attractive they are too.   To date we haven't lost a single client to this mortal danger and staff, who run the gauntlet across the reception several times a day, seem to have managed to deal with it's ever present threat without incident.

This is perhaps why the contractor applying solvent based adhesive prior to putting up the wall covering was happy to smoke as he pasted.

The bars and cafe's too were interesting.   Few non smoking areas in any but the biggest and the surprise of the week was seeing people in airports wandering about puffing away happily, rather than clustered in some smoke filled goldfish bowl, or shivering outside in the rain.

And the reason these issues aren't a problem is simply because they've a degree of common sense and a 'get on with your own life attitude', rather than a non-job civil service bureaucrat muppet waste of space nanny state interfering busy body pain in the neck (are you with me..?) trying to tell you how to run your life.

There.  I feel better already.

And the paella yesteday was absolutely superb.