Life in Culebrón

I was chatting to my neighbours the other day. We were talking about the plans for the solar farm which will run along the Southern side of ...

There are plans to build a solar farm just around the back of our house. Not eyesore close but close enough. We knew nothing about it. Well,...

I'm reading a book called España fea, or ugly Spain. Actually the full, and translated title is Ugly Spain: Urban chaos, democracy's...

A little while ago I published a blog about the population of Pinoso. A lot of people showed some interest in that entry....

Artemio is a heavy set bloke who works for Pinoso Town Hall. Usually he has a big cigar clamped between his teeth. I'd prefer not to c...

Spain has lots of wildfires. The number of times they are started by people, both inadvertently and on purpose, is alarming. The farmers w...

We were following an ambulance. It wasn't in a hurry and neither were we. On the back door was the symbol of the Generalitat, the Re...

Many years ago - strange how all my stories start like that - I was at a Conservative Club fundraiser in North Yorkshire. I have no defenc...

I am often quite concerned by my Facebook feed. Apparently I have friends, acquaintances and friends of acquaintances who believe that wea...

We have a splendid little town in Pinoso. I mean splendid. The other day we had David Bisbal here, one of the biggest pop stars in Spain. A ...

Some fathead at the HSBC bank seems to think that I may have been lying about my address for the past thirteen years and about my identity...

When driving in Spain crossing solid white lines, in their many manifestations, is a bit of a no-no. I did it innocently in Cartagena in...

Today is All Saints' day in Spain. Well I suppose it's All Saint's all over the Catholic World, maybe farther afield, anyw...