It was our first holiday together. We had been going out for just six months and really wanted to spend a few days by ourselves away from everything and everyone. I can’t remember why, but we decided to go to Marbella, in the South of Spain, for a week. On a sunny September day Miguel (then my future husband) and I set out in my Toyota starlet ( my graduation gift from Dad) towards the Algarve and spent a night …
