The workmen didn't turn up yesterday so nothing happened roofwise. Today they were back and we now have complete cover over the whole house and the steel mesh that forms the key for the layer of cement that will go on next is also in place. They've also demolished some more internal walls. The neighbour dispute has settled down even if it hasn't gone away.
Considering all we have to do all day is sit around in the sun or go wherever we please life seems quite hard. We're camping in our own house, we're dirty most of the time, everything we own is covered in dust and a bit inaccessible so that jaunts into town or anywhere else come to that seem a bit pointless - as though we are killing time rather than doing anything positive. There are fiestas in nearly every nearby town, ther's the Expo in Zaragoza that we intended to go to but instead we're staying here and haemorrhaging cash. The idea of enjoying ourselves till 2am and then getting out of the way for the workmen at 8am doesn't hold much attraction somehow and just clearing off seems like a dereliction of duty.
It's lovely weather too we should be really enjoying ourselves, cool drinks on the terrace, a trip to the coast. But with the temperature hovering in the mid 30s (at 11am last night it was still 28 degrees and down in Murcia this afternoon the car thermometer read 41 degrees) it can be a bit enervating without easy access to shade and cool drinks.
We still have tea though so it's not all bad.