It is the end of the school year at the Escola Hosteleria in Girona – the school of Hotels, Tourism, Cooking and Entertainment. They finish early at the end of May rather than the third week in June so the students can take up summer jobs on the Costa Brava. I have performed the part of the customer in among since October last, booking into and checking out of hotels, ordering meals, being led through the wine-list, finding the tourist highlights, having holidays in Cuba, and taking the occasional custard pie in the face – an art in itself. I have always wanted to put stooge on my CV and now I can. In the heat and sunshine at the end of May Britain seems a long way away, and for the time being it can stay there. My postal vote is done and returned. There is nothing else I can do.
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