Waiting all year round for the sun to return to our cold country and then leaving for winter is becoming something of a (bad?) habit. With a clear blue sky and 24 degrees, I took my last dip in the sea yesterday, who knows when the next time will be. Only my fellow addicts can understand the absurdity of this annual winter pilgrimage. Follow my adventures as I return to Argentina in the height of the football frenzy, luckily for me England lost so they don't have to play Argentina on Friday and I don't have to hide.
