Two Old Fools And Spanish Oranges
At the bottom of our mountain, an elderly farmer sits on an upturned crate beside his ancient car at the side of…
Read more →At the bottom of our mountain, an elderly farmer sits on an upturned crate beside his ancient car at the side of…
Read more →“Another day in paradise,” I thought as I climbed the staircase to our roof terrace. February is usually the coldest, wettest month…
Read more →Receiving post has always been a tad problematic since we moved to our village in the mountains of Spain. In the old…
Read more →I like the colour red. I thought about the significance of that colour as I gave my latest book, ‘Two Old Fools…
Read more →With relief, I finished the last chapter of ‘Two Old Fools on a Camel’ just before the Gin Twins arrived for their…
Read more →Long before we moved to our mountain village in 2004, Joe’s been forgetful. Before now, he’s put the phone in his sock…
Read more →On the other side of our valley in the Alpujarra mountains, there is a holiday house owned by a young British family.…
Read more →Isn’t technology wonderful? When we first moved to our tiny Spanish village in 2004, we were lucky to have one of the…
Read more →It all began last month when I got up in the middle of the night and came to the kitchen for a…
Read more →Hurrah! All the decorating is finished, inside and out. We’ve splashed white paint into every nook and cranny and everything looks fresh…
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