It’s been all go-go-go for me on The Rock these past few days. I’ve been hurtling round the island – well, Magaluf, Palmanova and a little bit of Palma – in the Hastamobile looking for a venue for what the in-crowd are already calling The Reunion of the Century.
On October 8, in a high-class joint somewhere near you, I’ll be hosting a celebration of my golden days in the sun with legendary faces from the Majorca party scene of the last 50 years. And you’re all invited. So watch this space, folks.
The new breed
As anyone who’s read my book Hasta La Flip-Flops! knows, there’s an art to enticing people into bars and nightclubs or on boat trips. I learned from the best and, a couple of weeks ago, I was honoured to be able to pass on my wisdom to a whole new generation of bright young things making a great life for themselves in the sun just like I did.
Let’s hope that, whatever Magaluf and Palmanova become, there’s always room for go-getting youngsters to find a way to have a ball, make some money and learn the skills that will help them make it in life. Sayeth The Lip!
Creative juices flow again
When I’m on The Rock I always find time to sit down with my ghostie David. He lives a quiet life – especially now he’s in hiding from Senora Banana and Senor Grande. But I managed to entice him out to a paella the size of a football pitch and we talked about my next big idea. He loved it. So it’s all systems go, playmates! Keep watching this space.
Buy one and stop me
I’ve never understood this idea that authors like me should be publicity-shy, reclusive types. I love meeting people and I’ve always got a couple of copies of Hasta La Flip-Flops! tucked away in my straw bag. So, if you see a strikingly handsome, distinguished-looking gentleman of a certain age wearing an Hasta La Flip-Flops! cap stop me and buy a signed copy of my book.
Otherwise I’ll just keeping walking and who knows where I’ll end up.
Brought your Kindle on holiday with you? Download Hasta La Flip-Flops! here nah.
hastalaflipflops.com 
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