Dear Diary. I met Gordon for lunch at a Japanese poke bowl restaurant called Kubu. He only ever wears concert t-shirts. Today he was wearing a Madness T-shirt where the members of Madness were lounging around a 1960s Volkswagen bus.

Gordon wanted to talk about his oldest son, Peter.

"Peter told me recently that he hears voices," said Gordon, "He said to me, 'I need to try to stop the voices in my head'."

Jesus Christ. I was trying to enjoy a poke bowl and now we're talking about schizophrenia.

"His school wanted to do an outside assessment but his mother refused. And I didn't know about it because I'd lost custody of Peter by that point."

Anyway, we talked some more about Peter and then I told him about my desire to take over the Costa Brava Buddys social group once Denise leaves Girona.

"Go for it," he said.

"I think I could do it," I said. "I know what social activities people want to do. They don't want to play pool with two old men, for example." (Refering to the pool nights Gordon and I tried to organise.)

If I take over Denise's social group, it will be the natural next step in this year's story arc. Me as the social king of Girona will be the peak of the arc, and then will come the decline, where the social group hates me, and I'll be chased out of Girona by expats with pitchforks.