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.…
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.…
Vaca Flaca, skinny cow (also the name of a clothes shop I frequented in 90's Madrid), has been subject to a substantial re-org. The bathroom, single bed and balcony are…
Thirty five years after studying Spanish at university and the same numbers of years being pretty sure that this corner of Spain with its Celtic connections and dense, green landscape…
Four years in and the house isn’t looking a whole lot different to 2021, though it smells a lot better. I’ve painted, plastered (leaving that to the experts in future),…
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…
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…
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…