As threatened, err I mean promised, in the last blog, here is the latest paint drying instalment of (dramatic music plays) walking to the Molino but before I thrill you with tales of derring do, I thought I’d go back to a few days before we came back out to Spain. Why? I hear you ask. Well, firstly, I’m glad you asked, because I forgot to write about it last time was the reason. Continue reading “Here we are again, part 2.”
Well, we’ve been back in Spain just over one week now, so I thought I would try and do another blog. Nothing too much to report so far, another part of Gatwick north has changed and you now have the joy of having to walk through the curving duty free section, with no chance to take a detour to avoid it. Having said that, we both thought the new floor in there was very disco like. All shiny black, with tiny reflective specks that shine in the harsh downlighting. I almost wished that I’d worn my white three-piece disco suit, maybe next time? Continue reading “Here we are again……”
We eventually dragged ourselves away and climbed gently towards an acequia. The sound of running water, was music to our ears as it made it’s way down to the terraces below. However, we followed the channel upwards but as it can’t be too steep, I was thinking it was going to be a nice steady walk. Continue reading “A Spanish walk, part 2.”
Not only are we the slow walkers but also at the time of this walk, were not fully seasoned walkers, having not long progressed from promenading around the village to striking out into the wild blue yonder. Using the trusty guide book, we’ve started off small and tried to build up to something a little more challenging. Continue reading “A Spanish walk. Part 1”
Once again, I’ve had to add something to a blog after it’s published. The blog below was written over the course of a few days and mostly prior to the awful attacks in Spain. Our sympathies go to the families of those killed and the injured. I was in two minds whether to take the blog down but the words of strength I’ve heard coming from the people of Barcelona, made my mind up for me, so here it is, as written.
It’s August, my birthday month and this year and there will be 30 candles on the cake, well, about 30 candles on one of my slices to be more or less accurate. The August weather is not currently being August weather at all, it thinks it’s October, with designs on being November with its grey overcast outlook. Still, it’s given me time to think, which isn’t entirely a good thing but at present, my thoughts have gone to what we miss about Spain. Continue reading “Summer is in full swing…….. somewhere.”
Picking up from part 1, what else has kept me away from blogging? Oh yes! Last Sunday, Mrs S suggested we get up a little earlier and go to the park at Virginia water. The early bit was so that we could bag a free parking space opposite the park. Part one of the plan worked like a charm, we got up early and headed out…….
Continue reading “Time flies. Pt2”
Hello again everyone and by everyone, I particularly mean the six stalwarts who’ve signed up to be mithered via e-mail to say I’ve managed to put together another set of ramblings. Anyway, thank you again for not yet deleting me and for popping in to look what I’ve been up to. To those who have stumbled upon this page accidentally, welcome, pull up a chair and have a read. It’s free and no animals are ever harmed.
What have we been up to exactly, I hear you ask? Not blogging would be the first answer, with about three weeks passing since I last put digit to keyboard. As the title suggests, time flies and I just don’t know where the last three weeks have gone. Continue reading “Time flies. Pt1”
I’d always been the most enthusiastic to spend more time in Spain, with Mrs S just slightly behind but when we made the decision to go for three months, the roles reversed and Mrs S became the more proactive of the pairing. When it came to booking the ferry, I was tentative to say the least and yet I had no idea why. Anyway, I eventually pressed the button and the ferry was booked. This was of course on Brittany Ferries and would be our first time together on a boat, ship, floating object. Continue reading “To Spain by car (and ferry)”
Well. here we are back in the UK for a little while and don’t we know it! The night before the flight home, we got a message from easyJet, to say that there could be queues for security and immigration and to turn up two and a half hours before departure…….. Continue reading “Back in the UKSR. (United Kingdom Stress Roundabout).”
It’s been six months since I first put digits to keyboard and started this blog. Coincidentally, according to the statistics, the 9th of June saw the blog reach 1,000 views. Now, while this is hardly an earth shattering performance, it’s more than I expected when it started and to be honest, I don’t really know what I expected. Continue reading “Six month report.”