It's funny how certain smells can remind you so strongly of certain places, and people. The sun is once again beaming over Paris, and I've just buttered myself up in last summers sunscreen.

If I close my eyes I can almost feel the sand between my toes, the salt from the water sticking to my hair and hear the sounds of waves crashing in against the shore.

What I wouldn't give to lay on a sandy beach on some tropical island right now - preferably with a fruity cocktail in my hand and soft music playing in the background..

José took me and the girls to his familys place(s) in

Torrevieja, Spain, last summer.

Heaven!