Lanzarote - Balconies and Ballistocardiographs

Being off work for most of August has been very, very nice indeed, although apparently there is a limit to how much relaxation the human body can cope with before it starts to resemble a sack of potatoes that has been left in the sun. I discovered this when I walked into the office after the bank holiday, still carrying the general demeanour of a man who had recently been rescued from a flotation device, only for a work colleague to look at me and say, “Mick, welcome back, you look tired.” Well, thank you very much, that’s exactly the sort of warm welcome you want after spending several weeks convincing yourself that doing absolutely nothing before midday is a perfectly legitimate lifestyle choice.There was, however, a very good reason for looking tired because August had been rather full, despite the fact that technically I had been doing very little that could be described as work. We started after a week in Devon with the Canaries, which, as regular readers will know, have become…