There is so much going on in the news at the moment across all of Spain, I thought I would concentrate on looking back at happier times. I remember the first time I ever walked in the sunshine alongside the Mediterranean, hot sand underfoot and clear blue horizons ahead.

One of my favourite places to walk has always been down by the roman workings – where, two thousand years ago, the stone from this region was cut from the shores and exported to build palaces across the known world.

No matter what the time of year, or day, there is a calm that soothes my worst moods, when I am next to the sea… Actually, that is not quite right – I am not that keen on standing next to the sea during a Gota Fria Storm – but that still leaves some 357 days when I can enjoy it – and I still do, when I can.