After five weeks of homelessness whilst the interior of the house was being renovated it was time to head back to Spain. A most enjoyable and productive month, staying with family in the French countryside, had come to an end and the moment had come to face the reality of developments back home in our […]Read More De policia a granjero!
After three months of surreal and challenging isolation restrictions we have finally been rediscovering our liberty and the ‘new normality’ beckons. We have been able to socialise, the shops and bars are open, and even the beaches are beginning to welcome locals. For that I am grateful, but I still can’t shake off the feeling […]Read More Light at the end of the tunnel
This is a pretty good place to practice self isolation. We are fortunate to have plenty of outside space and an endless list of things to be getting on with so we are rather grateful, all things considered. It was before our trip back to England for Christmas when I last wrote about our life […]Read More The Good Life
We successfully completed on the house purchase on November 25th!! On the day it was relatively straight forward. The bank representative appeared to hand over the cheques, everything was read and signed, and we met the vendor who spoke perfect English. Trying to be mature and respectful I refrained from asking him out loud “How […]Read More Caravan on a hill
Less than a month ago I said that I didn’t want to see my mechanic Mario any time soon. You can guess what has happened since then. The disconcerting clunking noise that has plagued the car since day one came back gradually so I had to revisit my greasy friend and arrange another appointment. I […]Read More ¡Madre mía!