From Spain to Bahrain – Two Old Fools and Ramadan
Was it really less than three weeks ago that Joe and I sat in our kitchen in Spain, wondering what our new…
Read more →Was it really less than three weeks ago that Joe and I sat in our kitchen in Spain, wondering what our new…
Read more →Ironic isn’t it? Our grapes will be ready in a couple of weeks, but we won’t be eating them. They’ve never looked…
Read more →‘I’m in heaven!’ Joe crowed. ‘Do you realise that on my birthday, it’s the British Grand Prix, Moto GP…AND…the World Cup final?…
Read more →Temperatures in the village are soaring, so, like the Spanish, Joe and I rarely venture outside in the middle of the day.…
Read more →Joe and I stared at the computer screen in disbelief. They’d done it again! Telefonica had seen fit to help themselves to…
Read more →It’s been a long winter and excessive rain has resulted in the village being even quieter than usual. Our mountains have been…
Read more →Joe and I are seriously considering building an ark. The rain, which started well before Christmas, is still coming down like stair-rods.…
Read more →Our village is so tiny that there are only a handful of permanent residents. Uncle Felix, a retired goatherd who shares his…
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