Pretty flamingoes and Ibiza hounds all in a day’s stroll

I’ve set about exploring the fauna of the island. Species are few compared to Ireland but, as always with wild things, be they plants by the wayside, birds in the sky, fish in the sea, or

Flamingos walk stately across a spit of sand, paying no attention to a fat aeroplane a few hundred feet above them coming down to land.

This is Las Salinas airport, Ibiza, transformed from the short and narrow airstrip I flew into in 1961 to almost 3,000m of runway where eight million passengers, mainly holidaymakers, touched down last summer.