Hippo, Birdie, Two Ewes!
It's 5am on Sunday morning and I'm just arriving home after having celebrated my birthday with friends. I've had a lovely birthday weekend in spite of having come down with a rotten cold the night before I turned 45 (Ugh!). On My new friends here in Alcala really made my birthday special. Baz, besides doing amazing work on my kitchen, gave me some lovely gifts including a posh bottle of wine, some nice biscuits and a digital indoor/outdoor thermometer. Getting the thermometer was quite a coincidence as I'd planned to buy the exact same thing for myself as a birthday present!
I spent all day on my birthday in bed as this cold really knocked me for six. My friends Jenny and Terry had invited me round for a birthday meal and I was desperate not to cancel so I slept and slept until right before I was supposed to go to their's. Fortunately, I was just barely ok to leave the house and, in fact, I enjoyed a wonderful evening with them. I received a lovely candle as a gift and we ate some delicious food. Jenny made a North African dish of lentils and sausage served with a relish of sweet and sour figs which they'd made themselves. Wonderful!
I spent literally all day Friday and much of Saturday sleeping in order to shake off this cold, knowing that several friends were coming out tonight to help me celebrate my birthday. To be honest, when I left home this evening I felt quite weak and unsure about going out but I put on a brave face. I'm so glad I did! I had a great time with friends! We did a bar crawl, starting at La Piedra, continuing at La Lola, then Casablanca before heading to the karaoke bar. Helen, Julia and Mayi bought me a lovely gift of assorted wine glasses and a bottle of bubbly.
I think they were hinting that I should invite them around! In fact, I'd been scheming with Baz recently saying that I'd like to have a wine tasting party. There are many very nice Spanish wines available here, lots of which are sold very cheaply. My idea was to buy a selection of wines at various prices and do a blind tasting. I'd cover the bottles with paper sleeves and assign each a letter. Then I'd give each of my friends a score sheet to rank each wine as we tasted it. Later in th evening, I'd add up the scores for each wine and declare the winner. When I mentioned the idea to my friends this evening they loved it!
I mentioned above that we ended up in the karaoke bar. I was the first of our group to be brave enough to sing. Actually, I love to sing in public so I wasn't the least bit shy! I requested Frank Sinatra's 'New York, New York' and received lots of applause in spite of being handicapped by my cold. Mayi sang a Spanish song very nicely and Julia impressed with her rendition of 'Big Spender'. At the very end of the night I sang 'My Way', another Frank Sinatra hit. I was so pleased as I got a huge ovation. Everyone in the bar was clapping and a group of young, gorgeous women in one corner kept shouting 'Robert! Robert!' I blew them kisses and used the opportunity to flirt with my adoring fans! Ha!
Well, it's now nearly 6am and, as you can imagine, I'm absolutely shattered so I will end now in order to get some sleep. If you're reading this, I wish you well!
- Posted by bobinspain on 30/09/2007.
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Does my bum look big in this?
Well, I'm finally back! I'm sorry to the very few of you who are keeping track of my blog. I've not been able to update it for the last month and a bit due to the pressures of work. As you may know, I took a four week holiday from my job at the bar 'El Parque' while my daughters and friends were here in July and August. Upon returning from my holidays, my bosses asked me to work full days, starting at 8:30 in the morning and finishing after 2am with a short break in the afternoon. I found out the reason for having to work double shifts was that the other token Englishman at the bar was not up to scratch and had been religated to washing glasses behind the bar and they desperately needed someone to wait tables. Anyway, that's where I've been.
I finished my work at the bar on 14 September. The entire staff went out for drinks and a meal courtesy of the landlords once we'd closed. We ended up going to a karaoke bar (a first for me) and I was coerced into singing some Frank Sinatra songs. I was really embarrassed but ended up getting into it and enjoying myself, standing in front of my workmates and performing for them! The owner of the bar played 'New York, New York' and 'My Way' for me. While I was singing, Pepe and Manolo, two of my friends from the bar told the owner of the karaoke that I was looking for work. He ended up offering me a job but said I needed to start that same night! Ugh! I would have normally said I'd need time to think about the offer but with both my friends standing behind Benny, the owner, and nodding encouragement it was difficult to turn down the offer.
Anyway, after snatching an hour and a half nap to sleep off some of the alcohol, I returned to the bar to work. I actually enjoyed the job working behind the bar and pouring drinks but I didn't finish until quarter past 6 in the morning. By the time I got home I was absolutely shattered as I'd hardly slept for about twenty-four hours. In spite of my exhaustion though, I found it nearly impossible to sleep! I drifted in and out of sleep for about three hours but that was that. I spent the rest of the day exhausted and dreading returning to work for another long shift. I was especially anxious because the following day my former workmates from the park were all going to the beach for the day and, having worked all summer to earn the trip for myself, I dreaded turning up to the coach at 7am without having slept a wink. Well, to cut a long story short, I ended up going to the karaoke and telling my new boss Benny that the hours didn't suit me and I'd have to give up the job although I enjoyed working at the bar. Fortunately, he was very kind and understanding.
The trip to the beach was fabulous. The staff and their families were collected by coach in the centre of town at seven in the morning for the trip to Roquetas de Mar, near Almeria. It was a fascinating journey through a corner of Spain I'd yet to visit. Along the way we stopped for breakfast and arrived in Roquetas about 11am. The beach was very quiet as the school year had begun and there were very few tourists in the resort. We all changed quickly and headed straight for the surf! The beach in Roquetas slopes steeply, which meant that the waves were huge and perfect for body surfing! We all had a fantastic time in the water. At half two we were called to lunch at the chiringuito on the beach that we'd hired to prepare our meal. We had a five course meal that consisted of salad, octopus 'A la Gallego', a selection of fried seafood, 'Arroz Caldoso' which is a rice dish with seafood. It was full of lobsters! I probably had four lobsters all to myself! Finally there was melon for dessert as well as coffee and liquers. I was absolutely stuffed by the end! I won't forget the meal or the day with my friends for a very long time! Throughout the year the waiters at the bar put their minimal tips in a piggy bank to help, but the trip to the beach is largely subsidised by the owners of the bar. I didn't spend a penny the entire day and I ate and drank like a king!
You're probably wondering about the title of this installment of my blog. Well, the inspiration comes from all the Spanish women in Alcala la Real. I spent years as a married man in England training myself to say 'no!' as quickly as possible when asked the same question by my ex. In Spain, I would have to re-train myself to shout 'Yes, dear' as quickly as possible because it seems a large backside is revered here. It is rather a shame for anyone who, like myself, appreciates a tiny, firm bum. The other thing I'd like to mention, while I'm having a whinge, is that although there are huge numbers of gorgeous, young women here, once they get to my age they all seem to shrink to half their original height, become extremely overweight and develop facial hair! Ugh!
Well, it's two in the morning and I should get some sleep. I'll write some more soon. If you read this and are pleased to see me back on line, send me a message. Cheers!
- Posted by bobinspain on 26/09/2007.
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Summer Holidays (Part 1)
Twelve days ago I returned to England to collect my daughters for our holiday together in Spain. I flew into Stansted airport and spent roughly a day and a half in Rowhedge, which was a real pleasure! My mate Richard collected me from the airport and put me up at his for two nights. I popped into North Primary School for what I'd imagined would be a very brief visit to say hello but was greeted by surprised throngs of children at every turn, all of them asking about Spain and wondering if I was returning to take my old job back! It was lovely to see them and all the friends I used to work with and I felt a bit emotional when leaving. However, I felt not the slightest pang of regret for having given up my job there.
After visiting the school, I returned to Rowhedge quickly as Richard was expecting me to go for a sail. When I passed the Anchor, friends Clare and Fabian were just leaving and when I told Fabian what Richard and I had planned his eyes lit up so Clare and I convinced him to join us on the boat. We had a great sail and I realised how much I'd missed it! It was a perfect afternoon.
Richard and I went for a quick pint and chat in the Albion then a meal at the Anchor. It was nice to run into a few old friends there including Mike, who sadly couldn't stay because he had a date. No change there! After our meal, we went back to the Albion. I'd been in touch with friends to let them know I'd be in the village and was pleased to see several people turn up, including Baz and Niki, Nick and Loraine and Christian. By an amazing coincidence, a group of folk musicians sailed up the Colne the same day and gathered in the Albion for a singsong. Simon, the publican, said we should have a reunion of the Stowboaters, our old sea shanty group, so Richard went home to collect some music and we sang a couple sets! My visit to Rowhedge, though brief, was remarkably packed!
On the Thursday, I had to travel to East Midlands Airport to meet my daughters, Ellie and Imogen, for our trip to Spain. It involved taking a train to London Liverpool Street, traveling across town on the Tube and taking another train from St Pancras to Loughborough before catching a bus to the airport. I was tired when I woke up after only 5 hours sleep but excited about seeing my daughters and taking them to Spain. The train journey went smoothly and I got to the airport in good time.
It had been three months since I'd seen my daughters and I was amazed at how much they'd grown! Ellie is getting so tall and has shed almost all of her baby fat. They are both such gorgeous girls! It was lovely flying to Spain during daylight so the girls could enjoy looking out the window. They were both fascinated by the towns, land features and clouds as we flew along.
When we landed in Granada my friend Helen was there to collect us. I'd booked her taxi service for ourselves and our friends Clare, Anny, Frank and Richard who were due on the next flight from England so she had to drop us at home and return quickly to the airport to collect the others. Fortunately, the timing was just about perfect and all arrived without a hitch. It was nice that Ellie and Imogen got to see the house first. By the time the others arrived, they were familiar enough with the house to give them a tour!
- Posted by bobinspain on 29/07/2007.
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Hooray For Holidays!
I just finished my last shift at the bar tonight. Surprisingly, I had mixed feelings. I'm extremely excited about bringing my daughters, Ellie and Imogen, down here in a couple of days but I also realised how much I will miss the good people I work with. I had a really fun night at work tonight. Throughout most of the night people were taking the Mickey out of me for going on holiday during the busiest month of the year but I know they were pleased that I get to spend time with my daughters. I kept winding up my fellow waiters saying that I would be back soon as a customer, shouting at them 'Hey boy, bring me a.....'.
This morning I made a list of about a hundred things left to do before I travel to the UK on Tuesday. Unfortunately, b y the end of the day I'd only managed to tick one of them off them list! It's so bloody hot here in the middle of the day and it completely saps my energy and will to work! Ugh! Never mind, Monday and Tuesday I shall be busting my backside doing all possible to prepare the house for my daughters and friends who are also visiting during the music festival next week.
I'm going to keep this short now and get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day. I've got a meeting about a new website that I shall be developing and I'm teaching English in the afternoon. If you're in Rowhedge and reading this, I'll be in the Albion on Wednesday evening and hope to see lots of friends there!
- Posted by bobinspain on 16/07/2007.
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Kitchen Closed!
Well, as you can see from the photo, I've made a good start on demolishing the present kitchen so there is no turning back now! I spent about 7 hours stripping tiles off the wall and removing some of the old cupboards- hard work on my own! It should have taken less time to accomplish but for an unwelcome surprise. Whoever tiled the kitchen several decades ago used two different kinds of adhesive. Where they used white adhesive, the tiles peel away easily but where they used grey the tiles are stuck firmly and only come away in little bits with lots of hammering! And it's dangerous work! At one point, I noticed my arms were flecked with blood where little bits of tile 'shrapnel' pierced my skin! It's not that bad really. I'm just being dramatic! Tomorrow, however, I shall force myself to wear a long sleeved shirt in spite of the heat.
Work at the bar continues to be good fun and I love the comaraderie, although I must admit to looking forward to my four-week holiday beginning in mid-July. Sunday night, Antonio, one of the managers was in the mood for practical jokes. I had seized a rare opportunity to sit down for a few minutes to refill some sirvillette dispensers. Suddenly, there was what felt like an explosion under my bottom! I literally leapt out of my chair to see Antonio with a CO2 cylinder and hose screaming with laughter! I roared with laughter too and soon we were slapping each other on the back. I'm always up for a joke, and I think that's one of the reasons we get on so well. A while later we were drinking a beer and Antonio told me his favourite British TV programme of all time is 'Benny Hill' Strange, I know! Well, I started humming the theme music and for some reason he found it so amusing he was soon laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes!
I talked to my daughters, Ellie and Imogen, on the phone this evening. They're both so excited about coming to Spain, which makes me feel really happy. Ellie asked if we'd get to go to the park and to the swimming pool and was thrilled when I said I reckoned we'd go every day! I told her I've taken holiday from the bar job while they're here and she was almost disappointed. Apparently she'd had visions of coming to the bar and helping out!
As usual, I was on the verge of tears when we ended the phonecall so I decided getting out of the house and going to the bar for a meal was a good idea (especially as I had no food in the fridge!). I wandered down to Rio de Oro and Vale, one of my workmates from El Parque was there. We sat together and chatted about work, the house he's buying, his girlfriend and my house renovation. It was a very enjoyable time and my meal of chicken wings and salad washed down with a couple ice cold lagers was good as well!
Well, it's 1am and I must get some sleep so I can rise early and carry on with work in the kitchen. Goodnight!
- Posted by bobinspain on 03/07/2007.
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Party Til Dawn!
Last night an English friend of mine celebrated her birthday and invited me to join her and a group of friends once I finished work. Well, as you'll know if you follow my blog, I always work until quite late and last night was no exception. At half past midnight we still had 27 tables full on the terrace so I considered myself lucky to have finished work by quarter to 2! I left as quickly as I could, without joining in the traditional post-shift meal, to have a quick shower and change of clothes before meeting up with friends.
I got to the bar 'Corner Cafe' at 2:20 and my friends, who'd been drinking for several hours, were already quite well lubricated. I was knackered after being on my feet for 9 hours but after a couple of 'jarras', or large beers, I started to enjoy myself. It wasn't long before Julia, the birthday girl, suggested we go to the disco to dance. Well, by then I was up for an adventure so we set off for 'Meneito' a large open air disco at the edge of town. The music thumped loudly but was great and their was a really fabulous atmosphere, so I shook the cobwebs off and really enjoyed dancing the night away with friends. They were impressed by the number of Spanish people who 'Hola, Robert' and the blokes were especially impressed when the most beautiful Spanish woman I've ever met (sadly, the DAUGHTER of a regular at the bar) came over to kiss me on the cheek and say hello! I had to work Sunday night so as the sun started rising I left the rest of my friends on the dance floor and walked home. It was 7am when I finally crawled into bed! I was knackered all day today but I must say I felt young again last night!
In spite of my tiredness, I had a good evening at the bar. As the weather heats up, customers are starting to appear later and later in the evening but by 8:30 all of the 38 tables outside on the terrace were full. It was a lovely evening, with a nice breeze and very comfortable temperature in spite of the daytime high of nearly 40 degrees. I thought we'd never leave tonight because people just stayed out enjoying the weather but suddenly they all seemed to remember that tomorrow was a work day and home they went!
It's coming up to 3am and I'm off to bed now. I determined to remove all the tiles from my kitchen before I allow myself lunch! A mate who is modifying the electrics in my kitchen is coming round to survey the job as well. By evening, I hope to have removed all the old kitchen cupboards too. Tuesday morning, all going well, I shall order my new cooker and go down to the industrial estate to choose my new wall tiles. How exciting!
I was very surprised to receive an email yesterday from my friend Susie, a former colleague at North Primary School in Colchester. She reminded me of my wildly excessive leaving do and all the happy memories I have of friends and former pupils at the school!
That's all for now! Night, night!
- Posted by bobinspain on 02/07/2007.
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Demolitions Expert!
I've just emerged from the cloud of dust and mounting pile of rubble in my kitchen to write this update. It's three o'clock in the morning and I've just finished removing wall tiles from a quarter of the kitchen. Only God knows what possessed me! I arrived home from my job at the bar at 2am and thought, 'I know, I think I'll see how easily the tiles come off the wall', as I knew that was a job to do as part of my kitchen renovation. Well, I was so excited to get the first one off and to see how easily each consecutive tile fell off the wall that I just kept going! I only stopped because I should be getting some sleep but I'm so pleased with myself for getting the job started that I had to stop and write a bit before bedtime.
If you've been following my blog you'll know I was feeling homesick earlier in the week. Well, today something happened to make me tell myself 'be patient'. I was looking at the calendar at work and counting the days until my daughters visit and decided to count backwards to see how long I've been in Spain. When I realised it's only just over ten weeks since I arrived in Alcala la Real it put things into perspective. I keep wanting to feel at home, have brilliant friends like in Rowhedge and feel that someone out there loves me. Well, I know I've never experienced that in ten weeks of living ANYWHERE in the world before so I shall have to give myself more time here!
I know it's not like me but I'm going to keep this update very short as I want to get out of bed at a decent hour to hopefully meet with a teacher over at the college where I'm now hoping to accept the part-time job they've offered. Then I shall be back dismantling the kitchen!
- Posted by bobinspain on 28/06/2007.
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Feeling Homesick
I've been feeling homesick since yesterday! It all started when I was cleaning the house and decided to put on a favourite CD of folk music by Kate Rusby which reminded me of friends with whom I used to perform music in Rowhedge. It got worse when I tried to phone my daughters but they weren't home. I was desperate to hear their voices and was gutted to have missed them. Unfortunately, I couldn't to try later because some friends came round.
Yes, I've finally had people around for socialising in my house! New friends Jenny and Terry came round for a tour of the house and drinks on the terrace. We had a lovely chat and they were very complimentary about the house. I worry, only God knows why, about what others will think of the house so it was comforting to hear them both exclaiming what a nice place I've got. After a couple glasses of very nice Rioja, we wandered down the hill to 'Rio de Oro' for a meal. We had Gambas al Pil-Pil (prawns sauteed in olive oil, garlic and flakes of dried chili), a plate of Jamon Serrano (Spanish dry-cured ham) and Morcilla (Spanish black pudding). The morcilla was gorgeous and seemed more like a good haggis than black pudding.
We were halfway through our meal when a chap I'd met walked past our table (we were dining outside). His name is Richard and, in addition to being a university lecturer, examines spoken English at language academies. He's been in Alcala for a week and we met at the bar while I was working. Anyway, Richard joined us for a drink and then accompanied us back to my house where we carried on quaffing Rioja until way too late!
It really was a lovely evening, and I am very pleased to be making new friends, but it set me to thinking about all the dear people I left behind in Rowhedge. When my guests finally left, I went on the internet to check emails and found that my mate Christian was on line so messaged him, blubbering about missing friends and saying that my heart was still in Rowhedge. Of course, in the morning I was better (save for a slightly thick head!) and laughed at myself for being so daft.
Just over three weeks until my precious daughters come to Spain! I'm so excited to see them again and am looking forward to a fabulous time with them! Of course, the first week of holidays when Clare, Anny, Frank and Richard join us will be brilliant! My friend Helen has also invited us round to hers one day to go swimming. I'm looking forward to it as I've not yet seen her house and I'm very intrigued! Also Isidro, my boss at the bar, has invited me and the girls to his house in the country for what he promises will be 'a special day that my daughters will never forget'!
I need to get to sleep as I'm intending a late morning visit to Sagrada Familia, the college that has offered me a job, to ask some more questions about my role so I can decide whether or not to accept or decline. I'll keep you posted!
Goodnight!
- Posted by bobinspain on 27/06/2007.
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Thirty-six degrees in the shade!
Okay, now it's finally getting hot! Yesterday the daytime temperature topped 33 degrees and I just looked at the thermometer on my terrace and it's 36 degrees in the shade! Having said that, I don't really feel too uncomfortable except when I'm out in the full sun. The Spanish, rather bizarrely in my opinion, generally refuse to wear shorts and t-shirts even on the hottest of days and somehow manage to look pristine in jeans and smart shirts when natives of cooler climes are absolutely dripping with sweat! So far, I haven't worn a pair of shorts since arriving in Spain, though I think I will crack soon!
I wanted to tell you about an interesting and humorous aspect of Spanish culture I've observed since working at the bar. It has to do with paying the bill. Unlike in Britain where we pay for each round of drinks as we get them, waiters in Spanish bars keep running tabs for each table that the customers pay before leaving. The funny thing is that when one person requests the bill there is a chorus of shouts from everyone at the table, 'Let me pay! Let me!' But then the action turns to slow motion, with everyone reaching for wallets or fumbling through handbags as slowly as possible without looking too obvious that they don't really want to pay after all. The loser is the one who can't manage to sustain the ruse and pulls out a note first! But the drama doesn't end there because the one who pays will almost always make a big show of 'inviting' the others and they in turn will object vociferously, protesting at how unfair it is that they were not allowed to contribute! Some days, it's all I can do to keep from laughing out loud!
I will have missed two social events this week because of work. A couple I met had a barbecue the other night which I really would have enjoyed and I've been invited to a birthday party tonight which I will have to miss because I will surely not leave work before 2am! I'm looking forward to four weeks of holiday and socialising while my daughters and friends from the UK are down, and also to the autumn when I will be working in more 'normal' jobs with a timetable that allows me to be sociable. In the meantime though, I'm still having fun at work and am pleased to be earning money through the summer.
Well, I've got to go iron my shirt and get ready for work. Bye for now!
- Posted by bobinspain on 23/06/2007.
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Looking forward to visitors!
To anyone out there who cares, I apologise for not having updated my blog recently. My job at the bar, and various other projects are taking up so much of my time that I hardly have time to write these days. As it is, I'm sitting here typing this at one in the morning because I'm lucky enough to get home relatively early! Nevertheless, life continues to go well and is always interesting. That's not to say it's without challenges. I'll be honest with you, occasionally I'll find myself thinking 'living in Spain will never work out' when I'm really tired and if something is troubling me. But after a good night sleep or a bit of good fortune I'll pinch myself because life seems too good to be true.
Last week I met up several times with my new friend Barry, who first contacted me via my blog site. He is still living in the UK for the next few weeks but he'd come down to Spain to complete the purchase of a country house. I asked him if I could see the house so he invited me to spend a day last week visiting some towns near to Alcala and taking me for a tour of his new gaffe. Click on the 'Photos' tab above to see pics of his house and some of the places we visited. It was a treat to get out of Alcala and explore. I do occasionally leave town but it's normally when clients take me on jobs to translate and then it's all business. We went for a wander around Alcaudete before visiting Barry's house up in the mountains above Casillas. His house is amazing! Mind you, it needs to be completely renovated but when it's done it was be gorgeous. The views from his house are stunning as well. We walked through the olive orchard above his house and imagined what it would be like swimming in an imaginary pool and taking in the scenery. Afterwards, we went to Castillo de Locubin for a nice, albeit rushed, lunch as I had to get back for my evening shift at the bar.
On Monday, I finally bit the bullet and spent some of my hard earned cash on purchasing a new fitted kitchen. I'd been eyeing up designs at Brico Depot in Granada for the last month or so, every time I went down there with my friend Helen, but I couldn't summon up the courage to spend money! Finally though, I became so fed up with my kitchen and so keen to begin improving my house that I decided to go for it. My friend Alan has a big Jeep and needed to go to Granada anyway so invited me along. I'm really pleased with the kitchen design I selected but there are two problems: I'm too busy to even fathom fitting the kitchen before September so the cupboards are sitting in flat-pack boxes on my ground floor; and I realised when I got home that the chap who filled my very specific order managed to sell me one too many cupboards so I'll have to take it all the way back to Granada! Never mind, it could be worse!
People keep coming up to me in the street and at the bar saying 'I heard you're going to work at the college in the autumn.' The rumour mill in this town is amazing! To be honest, I am edging closer to accepting a part-time job practising spoken English. It's only ten hours a week but will pay 65% of what I need to earn in a month. On top of that, I will carry on at the language academy after summer holidays which, for four and a half hours a week will pay another 10%. I'm on the verge of agreeing terms for partnering on an internet venture which over time should generate a fair bit of cash and Isidro at the bar has already offered me weekend work at the bar whenever I fancy so I should be alright!
On my day off I had the pleasure of going to new friends Jenny and Terry for drinks. I'm not sure whether I wrote about them before but Jenny and I have a mutual friend in Clare W. in Rowhedge. By a remarkable coincidence, we bot decided to move to the same area of Spain. Both Clare and I were gobsmacked to find out! Anyway, Jenny and Terry are hoping to buy a rural home near Frailes, not too far from Alcala. In the meantime, they are living in a rented house right here in Alcala! We had a great chat and I was really pleased to start getting to know them.
I ran into friends Julia and Raquel at Rio de Oro late this afternoon so sat down for a chat. Luis, my friend and manager of the bar, decided to play matchmaker and started telling Julia, 'You need a boyfriend and Roberto is beautiful! He's a good man and perfect for you!' I'm not sure who was more embarrassed, Julia or me, but she managed to lighten the moment by saying she needed a rich man. That's me done then!
A month from now my daughters will be here and I'm so excited! Lately, I've been missing them so much. Obviously, I'm quite occupied with my work but during quiet times at home they're often on my mind. The saddest thing is that because of my work schedule, I can only talk to them on Mondays and this week I missed my chance! I received a Father's Day card from Ellie and Imogen which took me by surprise as it's not celebrated in Spain so I hadn't thought about it.
Well, it's nearly two in the morning now so I'll sign off. If you're reading this, send me an email to say hello! Goodnight!
- Posted by bobinspain on 21/06/2007.
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