Life in Culebrón

Maggie and I got married down in Gibraltar a couple of weeks ago. The chances that I won't blog about that are very slim so we'll le...

Spaniards can happily talk for hours about food. One never-ending topic of conversation is the “best” way to make almost any traditional dis...

Nearly everyone who lives in Spain has to do an IRPF, income tax, return each year; the declaración de la renta. Before Brexit, some Britons...

I know as much about flamenco music as I do about quantum mechanics. That's quite a bit. Sorry, that was a typo - that's almost noth...

I wear contact lenses. Because my eyes are a funny shape they have to be "old fashioned" rigid contact lenses. Little plastic disc...

Antoni Gaudí, was a well known Catalan architect; he's the bloke who drew the original plans for the Sagrada Familia. He's well on t...

I typed the first draft of this when the lights were off - all over Spain. What a strange experience that was. We were fine but it did make ...

I once shook Desmond Tutu's hand. He didn't really shake mine back -  he was looking the other way and talking to someone over his s...

The Pinoso Pensioners’ Club has a WhatsApp group. At times I wonder if the the application is totally under the organiser's control but ...

I was going through my hat collection with a view to throwing a few away. I came across an obvious candidate; a fluorescent Caja Rural baseb...

Villena is a town forty minutes up the road from Pinoso. It's a town I like: there's often something going on there. The theatre is ...