Neighbours

Thirty two degrees is far above the norm for September and I'm sleeping with the shutters half way down and the windows wide open. The mosquitoes are tearing me up.…

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Al interior

Time spent in Galicia centred on the coast for the first years: the tiny tower in Estribela, trips to Vigo and Pontevedra, a boyfriend in Bueu. Horizons widened when I…

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Meet you in the car park

The small balcony faces south east and gets the morning sun. My actual son managed to break the plastic, yellow chair that sat comfortably for four years in a space…

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Buying a House on WhatsApp

If it wasn’t for the lockdowns, home-working, home-schooling and little else to do for light relief other than have one-too-many in the garden or doom-scroll on socials, I wouldn’t have…

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Estribela

I spoke to my neighbour, Juan, half an hour ago. This isn’t unusual as I see him and his wife every half an hour as they potter from their house…

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