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Yesterday was mad. I went with Helen and Theresa to customs, to start the paperwork for importing their van – the one they drove down from London. The staff were helpful enough, but the rules weren’t. If you buy a car six months or more before you come to Spain, it’s treated as part of your personal effects. If it’s less than six months, it’s treated as a purchase and…

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Yesterday I went into town with the girls from Casa de las Estrellas for yet another attempt to get their electic supply sorted out. We met in a sea-front bar, and while we drank our coffee, this puppy came past with his elderly owner. I didn’t have my camera with me, but Helen did a very good job with her point and click. We walked up the hill to the…

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Fuencaliente

Right. I’ve finished editing the stuff about Fuen-bleeding-caliente. I love this island, and normally I’m interested in anything to do with it, but by now I couldn’t give a monkies about the history of the salt works. Actually Fuencaliente is beautiful. The whole island’s beautiful. And the salt works are almost blinding under the noon sun. I’m learning a lot about the island and improving my Spanish and getting paid…

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Well I’m better. Helen, Theresa and Norma all came round for Sunday lunch, but I did the sensible thing and bought in ready-cooked food from place in the next village. I had to ignore them all and have a siesta afterwards, but apart from that I was OK, and I spent some time with Norma updating the Ruido website. By Monday all I had was the ocassional twinge, so I…

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Lurgy

I’ve got some sort of abdominal lurgy. I’m not dashing to the bathroom, thank goodness, but I’m suffering from abdominal cramps and nausea, and feeling very cold all the time. Helen and Theresa came around for lunch yesterday, and took the chance to have a nice hot shower. They’ve unloaded the van and bought lots of stuff and generally started on the long job of sorting out their house. Norma…

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And then my friends phoned up to say the ferry from Cadiz was going to arrive late in Tenerife, and they’d miss the Fred Olsen ferry to La Palma. Since their cat, Tabby was arriving in Tenerife on Wednesday, it didn’t really make sense to come for one night. So I phoned around and found a hotel for them – the Delfin in Bajamar. It was a bit of a…

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