If your Dad had forgotten to put the water heater on and your mum was washing your backside with water from a bowl, you too would look like this

Before you ask, they were back again today, Abad and Victor, finishing off the roof and tidying up the patio.
I spent the morning making soup again and after collecting some cargo from the airport, we went down to the black market to stock up for the display case.
Unfortunately by the time we got there Salvador had gone to sleep and that place is no good for a sleeping baby.
So Esther got a taxi home and I was let loose in the market on my own.
Sadly a lot of the shops were shut due to a protest march going on today, so I left almost empty handed.
I headed straight to the cash & carry’s in Plaza Tupac Amaru (where they have the plant and furniture market on Saturday mornings) and had much more success.
Now we have to sell the stuff I have got, but remembering my first days in Cusco, I would have loved to have gone in somewhere that was serving vegetarian food, playing Joy Division on the stereo, had the Guardian Weekly on the coffee table AND sold KitKats.
I made a delicious bread and butter pudding this afternoon and even managed to master making custard to go with it, this was another experiment for the café, but is just too good to sell I think.
Even Esther who is no fan of BBP loved it, she says she now has a more ‘English palate’.
For someone who expressed overt hostility to the idea of visiting England five years ago, her transformation into English rose is even more complete than that of Madonna’s.
In exchange for information about Tumbes, our friend Magda (from the agency that took us to the jungle before) has offered us a super cheap deal to go to the jungle again.
Esther and Salvador can only realistically go as far as the cloud forest, so we may do that some time in the future.
I have been given permission to go on my own though.
I just have to figure out when and for how long.
I read last week that the road between Paucartambo and Atalaya has been washed away so I don’t think I’ll go that soon but I hope to make it before we go to Lima in March.
Speaking of Tumbes, incredibly the hotel we stayed in, in Zorritos, is the setting for an advert for Brahma beer on the telly here.
A fat bloke is surrounded by buxom, tanned girls as he knocks back a few pints of said beer.
On the very spot where Salvador and I watched crabs scurrying along the beach, the beautiful people of Peru had frolicked.
When we were there the best you could get was fried yucca and a few vultures soaring overhead.