Sunday photos: fern shadows

January 31, 2021

It’s mostly been a “more of the same” type week. I’ve read more of “Murder by Starlight” aloud, and now I’m up to chapter 78, so 10 more chapters done. I’ve carried on practising touch typing, and I’m slowly getting there. I’m still doing 10 ideas a day, not always plot ideas for the next novel and it’s getting easier. I also spent quite a bit of time working on…


Sunday photos: Puntagorda

January 24, 2021

I had a double dose of walks this week, one to the old church at Puntagorda and one around La Salemera. I’m not getting noticeably fitter, but I had fun and took lots of photos. I’m reading through “Murder by Starlight” aloud. The friend who recommended this is quite right; you catch a lot of little things that you missed all the other times through. The trouble is, it’s very…


Sunday photo: Cumbrecita

January 17, 2021

Thursday was my birthday. I’ve made 59 trips around the sun now. I celebrates with a walk from Cumbrecita because I hadn’t been there since March 2020 and I loved it. I don’t have any wonderful original wisdom to mark the day, so I’ll leave you with a quote from the Dalai Lama. Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible


Sunday photos: rainbow

January 10, 2021

I’ve been back at work for a week now, and I don’t feel I’ve got much done. It’s partly that I go in later because I don’t need to give my son a lift to school, but it’s mostly that Christmas in Spain doesn’t finish until January 6th, when the kings bring presents to good children. As a result, I worked a three day week, and some of that was…


Blue Monday and a moth

January 4, 2021

I seem to remember that the first Monday in January is, for most people, the most depressed day of the year. Christmas is over, all you’ve got left are the debts, mornings are still dark and the weather is still dreadful. So I’m counting my blessings. We’re having a cold snap, but that means the temperature has dipped to about 12 ºC at night. It’s now 19 ºC in Santa…


Good riddance

January 1, 2021

Good riddance 2020. How dare you? How dare you threaten the people I love? But you know what? You failed, you scumbag year. Everyone I love is still here and you’re gone. So I win. You lose. Fuck off. I’m normally more positive about new year and life in general, but last year finally got to me the last week or so. I expect to be more cheerful soon. Since…