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Life in Culebrón is a disconnected series of pieces about the banal and ordinary of everyday life in an inland Alicante village seen from my very British perspective.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Home and Huntingdon

Before we lived in Culebrón home was Huntingdon. My mum still lives there. So, when Maggie had a few days off work we flew back to the UK for a long weekend with my mum.

We had a really good time.

We (that means me) shopped for all those things we either can't get in Spain (Brylcreem, a Dutch hoe) or those things that are so much cheaper in the UK (Yorkshire Tea Bags) whilst Maggie just shopped. She's certain that clothes in the UK are nicer than those in Spain and she wandered around the M&S food section drooling.

Better even than shopping was seeing people and the kindness that people showed to us. My brother in law, John, drove us to and from the airport. John and Claire Morrison took great care of us all weekend and suggested a great money making idea that you may hear about in future. I got plenty of time with my mum and Maggie met with one of her old workmates, Cilla.

On Saturday my sister, Tracey, John and their lads Matthew and James turned up to see us at a local boozer. More surprising and very touching was that the three people I used to work with in St Ives also turned up - Sue, Janine and Tricia - they all looked healthier, younger and trendier than when I last saw them. It just goes to show that leaving work wasn't just a good move for me! In fact everyone in the list (except Cilla) was there.

It was very cold in the UK but it was probably more comfortable than winter has been in Spain. In Culebron it's generally sunnier and warmer during the daytime but at night it's cold and we have difficulty keeping warm. We've also had too many damp days recently. In Huntingdon it was cold outside all the time and I was really chilled to the bone a couple of times but inside it was much more comfy with all those nice thick carpets and heaters.

England was also very,very expensive. It's a good job that everyone bought us beers and fed us or we would have gone very hungry and thirsty!

No doubt about it though that as we got off the aeroplane at Alicante we felt like we were coming home after a holiday rather than landing as exiles and it was good to get back to the house and the cats even if the house was cold and the cats fractious.

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