The Two Old Fools And Spring Cleaning
Spring has most definitely sprung. In our valley, Joe and I can see and hear the frantic activity all around us. The…
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The Two Old Fools’ New Spanish Car
“We’ve run out of milk,” I said to Joe. “Could you drive down the mountain and pick some up, please? There are…
Read more →Life’s A Hoot With The Two Old Fools
Can you believe it? It’s exactly one year since Joe and I were under house arrest in the Middle East. Spring was…
Read more →Tales From A Spanish Village – Two Old Fools, A Bee And Fire
“What’s that buzzing noise?” I asked Joe as we sat in the kitchen drinking coffee. “It sounds like a giant bee trapped…
Read more →Tales from a Spanish Village – Two Old Fools and Chilly Chickens
Mountain weather is unpredictable, as Joe and I found out after our first winter in Spain, seven years ago. Snow cut off…
Read more →Tales from a Spanish Village – Gifts for the Old Fools
Somebody knocked on our door this morning, and Joe and I immediately guessed who it might be. We were right; our next…
Read more →Tales from a Spanish Village – The Log Mountain
Back in England, I don’t remember thinking much about logs. Of course we had central heating, and although we had an open…
Read more →Tales from a Spanish Village – Two Old Fools Need Ear-Plugs
Why does everything always happen all at once? This month has been crazy, so crazy that I nearly forgot to write this…
Read more →Tales from a Spanish Village – Two Old Fools Fight Over Thongs
I always thought writing would be a gentle pastime. Sitting at a desk, fingers busily tapping the keyboard, ideas flowing from mind…
Read more →Tales from a Spanish Village – Life is Good for the Two Old Fools
We’ve been back home in Spain for a full month now, leaving Bahrain and the Arab Spring behind for ever. Memories of…
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