I have just traced the awful stink in the kitchen to my son’s slippers. They’re shaped like dogs’ heads, with the snout forming the toe part. My son loves them, and we call the Gerroff and Down Boy. I bought them when he was wishing for a pet dog, you see. They look great, but they make his feet sweat, hence the pong. I opened the windows and washed the…
Happy New Year
And a Happy 2008 to both my readers. We partied next door with a selection of my in-laws. That’s my niece in tyhe photo above – good looking girl, isn’t she? I spent a good bit of the afternoon baking a cake. First I couldn’t find my cake tin anywhere, so I gave up and bought a new one. Actually I planned to make a second, individual cake for another…
A giant nativity.
Today I visited the Helen and Theresa again. We went to see the local nativity scene, which is life size! I’ve scene this sort of rag doll at Fiesta de la Cruz, but never in a Nativity before. They hope to finish the room they’re working on by the end of the year. So far they’ve smoothed the walls, sanded, sealed and painted all the window frames sanded, sealed and…
Gotcha!
Today is Holy Inocents Day, which is the Spanish equivalent of April Fool’s Day. Last year I amazed myself by fooling my husband. This year I couldn’t resist having a go at Helen and Theresa. Fair do’s, I’d told them about the Spanish tradition yesterday. And this afternoon I phoned them and asked if they’d seen the local news? Because their Town Hall was suddenly full of policemen investigating allegations…
Merry Christmas to Both my Readers
Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it, and Merry Whatever-you-celebrate to the rest. On La Palma they have really elaborate nativity scenes, often showing a whole Canarian village. This picture is from one just down the road, last year. I’m cooking turkey today for the first time in twelve years. You see in Spain the big party is Christmas Eve. So the first Christmas we were married we went to…
A sale!
Last night I submitted a story to Escape Velocity, and this morning there was an email waiting for me, accepting it. I think this is a new record for a high-speed acceptance. And since the story features the Sardine’s Funeral in Santa Cruz de la Palma, which ends Carnival every year here, I put up a photo essay on my main web site. I feel like Father Christmas came early.