13/09/2026
❤️🎶 ONE LAST POST FROM ME…
Well… what a way to finish.
Last night was everything I could have hoped for and more. So many familiar faces came through the door to say hello, goodbye, have one last drink and share one last dance.
And, judging by the empties this morning, some of you took the “one last drink” part rather less literally than others. 😂🍻
Bottles were emptied, a few glasses didn't survive the night, knees were bruised and dignity may have been temporarily misplaced.
But I'm delighted to report that, despite everything, there are no black eyes this morning. So I'm calling that a successful night. 🤣
There was dancing, brilliant music, ridiculous amounts of laughter… and more than a few tears. ❤️
I couldn't have got through it without the three amazing women helping me behind the bar — the three Js - my sister Jo, my bessie from the UK Jo, and my bessie in Benalmádena Jules. They poured drinks, cleared glasses, kept things moving and, most importantly, kept me going when the emotions threatened to get the better of me.
I love you girls. ❤️
And to every single person who came last night — thank you.
In fact, thank you to everyone who has walked through the doors of Seacruise during my time here.
When I started this crazy Spanish adventure, I thought I was opening a bar.
What I didn't realise was that I was opening a door to hundreds of people I would otherwise never have met.
Some came once.
Some came every holiday.
Some became regulars.
Some became friends.
And some became people I simply cannot imagine my life without.
That's the bit nobody tells you about running a bar.
You think you're going into the drinks business.
You're actually going into the people business.
And I've been incredibly lucky with my people. ❤️
We've danced, laughed, celebrated, commiserated, quizzed, put the world to rights and shared thousands of conversations across that little bar.
We've celebrated some people and we've mourned others.
We've made memories that will stay with me long after I've forgotten how many barrels I've changed, glasses I've washed and floors I've mopped.
And somehow, somewhere along the way, this little bar tucked away in Benalmádena became so much more than somewhere I went to work.
It became home.
So this really is my last post from Seacruise.
It's a strange feeling writing those words.
I'm leaving Spain with considerably more grey hairs than I arrived with, a collection of mosquito scars, several questionable life lessons and enough stories to bore people with for decades. 😂
But I'm also leaving with something far more important.
You.
The friendships I've made here don't disappear because I'm going home.
The memories don't get packed away with the glasses.
And the people who've found a place in my heart are staying firmly where they are. ❤️
Thank you for every drink, every dance, every hug, every laugh and every moment.
Thank you for making this ridiculous, wonderful, occasionally disastrous Spanish adventure completely unforgettable.
I came to Spain looking for an adventure.
I found my people.
And I don't think I could have asked for a better ending than last night. ❤️
Right… that's quite enough emotion.
Before I start crying again, I'm signing off.
Thank you, Seacruise.
Thank you, Benalmádena.
Thank you, all of you.
What a bloody adventure it's been. ❤️🎶🍻
Now let's get that password changed! 🤣
Deb ###
