My friends in Franceses needed some help translating at the Town Hall, so today we went. On the way there we saw this practice rescue. At least I assume it was a practice because that’s the coastguard cutter. I left Julio with Helen while Theresa drove me to the Town Hall. There we established that a) the official permission for them to build steps to the house entrance isn’t ready…
Life’s getting a little less frantic. Julio’s school term has ended and Farida’s better, so yesterday I took my son to see the friends at Franceses for the first time for almost a month. They’ve got a lot of re-wiring done, and they’re busy hacking up the floor to put in a damp-proof layer. While they were doing that, the weeds underneath the vines shot up, so after a lovely…
I sneaked out time to take some photos of El Socorro church. It felt great, since I haven’t taken any photos for two weeks.
It’s been too busy for comfort. My friend Farida wasn’t in hospital for long, but she was sent home with strict instructions to stay in bed. Since she lives with an 11-year-old daughter, and infirm mother-in-law and a non-domesticated husband, I’ve been taking up rather a lot of the slack. Meanwhile my son had a ton of end-of-shcool-year homework, which only gets done if I nag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag nag-nag-nag-nag-nagnag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag-nag. It’s like pushing…
Today is Corpus Christi. In Mazo, they’ve decorated the streets with the most beautiful archways and flower carpets, as they do every year. As soon as I’d dropped my son off at school, I went to Mazo and started taking photos. Half an hour later, Helen and Theresa joined me, and we took more photos before stopping for coffee. I’ll be putting up a page of photos on my web…
Last night I dreamed I was in a motorway service station, having a cup of tea and a chat with Paul Harrison from the Beatles (that’s what he was called in the dream, but perhaps I really meant George McCartney). And I was the age I am now, but Paul was in his late twenties, dressed as though it was 1970. It was fun. I think I’ll make a habit…