This trip to Tenerife saw Mr Him expand his wardrobe. He enlarged on his clothing theme by trying out the cocktail look, not dresses, that would have been far preferable I can tell you.
On the very first night he dressed as a Tequila Sunrise. Of course I had to have one to prove the point.
However his attire was not the only drink display he had in store for me that evening. He decided that he needed to demonstrate on the rocks to me. I let him and sat back laughing as I much preferred the traditional interpretation.
Yes, that's him, the speck out there clambouring. As for me, well you see the drink in the foreground, need I say more.
Mr Him realised that he had not impressed me so proceeded to show me another example of 'on the rocks.' Shame about the plastic cups but you can't have everything.
This was not the only fun Mr Him had in store for me.
For my entertainment he danced amongst fountains,
he persuaded me I could do a Marylyn, (this wasn't so much a case of asunder, but desperately trying to keep ####under).
He went to great lengths, or weights, measures anyway, to show me that I hadn't put on weight on holiday. Really I hadn't!
but just in case I had he had the consideration to make me climb this flippin' great rock, called Red Mountain, under the pretense of 'lets go for a morning stroll,'
I even managed it and reached the summit.
The culmination of this adventure was to walk along a nudist beach at the bottom of the rock. Mr Him covered my eyes screaming don't look Mrs Mutton Years, don't look.
There aren't pictures for obvious reasons but I did capture these waves thrashing around in distress in the vicinity of said beach. As you can see its a popular beach!!
On my next blog I will show you more picturesque pics of the island.
In the meantime, I am back in the UK but why let the fun stop.
Mr Him has bought a selection of freezer cocktails to inspire his autumn wardrobe choices.