Life in Culebrón

In the UK, in my youth, Post Offices were like Government outposts. They were a place to cash your dole giro, sort out your passport, re...

My bank sent me a letter, well there was a message on the website, to say that I should ensure that they held the correct details on me. A...

Going into a bank in Spain is often the proverbial pain in whatchamacallit. I don't have to do it often. Cash comes from holes in the ...

It's probably some sort of jingoism on my part but I can't say I'm that impressed by the professionals that we have occasio...

For years and years I've had a bit of a deal going with some friends who have a holiday home here in Spain. They pay money in sterlin...

Going to the bank on Spain is a pain in the backside. The queues go on for ever. There aren't enough tellers whilst there are far too...

One advantage of the English language is that the word banker has an obvious rhyme. The Spaniards share the sentiment but not the rhyme. ...

We've been on holiday. Away from both Culebrón and Cartagena; in Egypt in fact.  Now, being a citizen of the world I have access to ...