Life in Culebrón

My weekly pilgrimage into our local town this morning. My sixth or seventh so far I think. I asked Maggie if she wanted to do it because s...

I thought I might write a blog. Then I realised that nothing has happened to me for days so I couldn't. Later, as I pottered at some u...

I've just been into town. There's a video doing the rounds on social media of a woman runner scuffling with a couple of police o...

I like to get out and about. Anything from a film to a fiesta, a gallery to a concert, the theatre and, occasionally, even sports events. ...

When you buy a beer at a bar in Spain they usually give you something to go with it - olives are favourite. In fact olives are everywhere ...

There used to be an advert with a lad pushing his bike to the top of a steep hill to deliver his Hovis bread. The tagline was "as...

There aren't many self serve checkouts in Spain. They have them at Ikea, the scan your goods, push in your credit card type and they h...

It's been a funny old day. I was expecting music in the streets and a bit of exploration near Caravaca de la Cruz in Murcia but the we...

I've talked about Spanish supermarkets before. Just as a quick recap. We have four decent sized supermarkets in Pinoso and I use them ...

I met Maggie as she left work today and on the way home we went food shopping. Maggie told me we were saving money because she had some so...

One of those Christmassy things I do is to buy whatever it is that the "A toy, a dream" - Un juguete una ilusión campaign is sel...

As we waited in the queue to pay, there in the place normally reserved for those last minute temptations - the sweets that have children t...