I admit that a year ago I hadn’t even heard of the phrase “Bucket List” and even had to ask what it meant. Of course once it was patiently explained to me that it meant “Things to Do Before you Kick the Bucket”, it was blindingly obvious, but the phrase had previously passed me by. Continue reading
There are seven houses in my little street. Possibly six. Maybe even eight. It’s a bit hard to tell with Spanish families living next door to each other ….. or just in a different part of the same house. Anyway, I’ve always reckoned there are seven. I think.
So it always seemed slightly odd that mine was number 21. Continue reading
I didn’t mean to end up as a camarera (waitress) when I headed off to Granada, but that’s how my day ended. Continue reading