Ooh, flashback. Sat in a rooftop restaurant in Marrakesh that I was in fourteen years ago, in similar but very different circumstances. How very predictable and yet how very odd also.

Now if only I could eat this healthily on a regular basis and keep up the same level of activity, I'd end up in decent shape.

I've been very lucky and made some of my own luck and done a whole bunch of fun stuff but every now and then I remember I saw Kirsty perform live three times - and I can't help but smile at those memories.

My favourite of all cover versions.

The alpine chough is better suited to this altitude than I am, by some way. Nevertheless, hello from 4167M above sea level and hooray for middle-aged fatso power!

Wrong! On the plus side, I'm very ready for breakfast at 5.

Very happy to have an even better excuse than normal to let #TotP run in its own time and catch up at my leisure with a heavy hand on the fast forward button.

No, I haven't slept at this altitude for quite a while. In standard metric units, I'm at about three Snowdons and I'm going to sleep very well tonight🗻🗻🗻

Another relaxing trip, with a real high point to come tomorrow.

Don't tell my legs but here is what is coming today...