Life in Culebrón

My sister-in-law is, apparently, learning French. She and my sister, who is learning Russian, were talking about Duolingo, the telephone and...

I don't think I'm unusual in keeping my diary on Google calendar. It reminds me of the repetitive jobs, it reminds me of important a...

I went to the UK last weekend. I don't go very often but my mum moved, just before Christmas, into a care home and I felt nosey enough, ...

You may have noticed that the tagline at the top of this blog has changed. It used to say old, fat, white haired. Through absolutely no effo...

One nice thing about living in a small Spanish town is that it's pretty easy to be on nodding terms with most of the local councillors. ...

This was such an obvious blog, but one that had been published on the various Pinoso Town Hall websites, that I decided not to do it. Then, ...

On a Tunisian holiday we ate lots of carrots and lots of strawberries. They were in season, they were cheap, they were tasty so the hotels b...

Something in today's news about income tax completely flummoxed me. I think I've got it worked out now. I may be wrong so don't ...

Much to the amusement of Maggie, my partner, instead of resolving to go to the gym or to stop drinking alcohol in the New Year my resolution...

Being as how they're in season Walnuts are a common sight in Spanish supermarkets and homes around Christmas time. Apparently Britons an...

Maggie tells me I should be explicit and say that I have been given the cancer all clear. She tells me that a sentence built into the story ...