Archive for August, 2018

Wednesday, August 29th, 2018

While taking some gazpatcho i realised that i could write my blog on my phone, its onlt taken me 10 years, lije they say here without rushing but without stopping.
The weekend went well a part from founding out that one of the cars side lights had melted while going in to the garage to get the brake light fixed.
Friday night we went ti el Moli as there was the same bloke pkaying that played at Irenes birthday party.
Saturday i worked the morning then when Moira had finushed we went to Figueres to buy some garden chairs and a garden light. We git what we wanted and some.
Sunday Moira had a bit to do, ehich meant we had time to go to the beach for a couple of hours ti try out our new beach brolly, and get back in time to meet Irena and Inger for Sunday lunch in Carmens on Irena. As a thank you for her birthday party.

The parsley got a massive shock

Monday, August 20th, 2018

We was a bit busy last week de to Dad being here until Tuesday, paying guests, Joanna and then the fiesta Major of Garriguella.
Friday night was the disco mobile in the cementeri vell behind the church, for us, until 3 in the morning as Moira had to get up and do breakfast at 7.oo, b for some people it went on until last at least 8.00 am.
Saturday I had some work to do as did Moira,new guests arriving and then more fiesta. We didn’t make it till 3 this time.
Sunday Moira had a double change over, so I did the garden. Until she had finished then we went for a vermouth put on by the village and then up to Pepes before we had to back home to meet and greet the new guests.

Placido Domingo

Wednesday, August 1st, 2018

It’s hot, and tomorrow is going to be hotter, it’s so hot when you rest your elbow on the table to type it slides off.
I’m going to go backwards last night we went to the bar as Mick and Tracy where here for Irenas birthday and her birthday party which was Monday night. Inger arranged music and food Moira did more food and got in touch with old friends of Irena, they did loads and it payed of. She loved it, we all had a great time in amongst the vine yards drinking, chatting and listening to a man playing a guitar.
Sunday a part from blowing up Balloons, meeting mick and Tracy in the bar tidying our garden up for the next guests while Moira worked on the house, making vegan cheese, as by sheer coincidence we had 3 vegans staying. A part from all that we did very little.
Saturday I worked as did Moira and that night we stayed in and sat on the balcony until it was time to go to bed.
Friday night we went up to Pepe o eat and watch the moon eclipse and turn red.