‘Hola! Buenos dias,’ says our neighbour as usual.
‘Tengo algo para tí.’ (I’ve got something for you).
Well normally that means some veg, but it seemed he needed to bring whatever it was personally rather than hand it over the wall, so Partner skipped out of the gate and waited on the pavement.
In fact it was a business card from an electrician. Hardly something that couldn’t have been passed over the wall. Personally I think José just wanted to come on the terrace to tell me what to do with the garden again.
Apparently, when all sensible people (ie us) were taking their siesta, this electrician turned up to talk to the three or four houses in our part of the street. It seems he has been contracted by the electricity company to change the main cables from the power line to the houses so that we get more current. And he was going to start next week, ie this week.
But our neighbours had told him we were travelling back to Gib, so he could maybe start last week, so I had to ring him.
Well, the first thing to say is that it cost a bloody fortune on roaming for a brief mobile to mobile call. He’ll be getting a text in future.
Next, he didn’t want to work last week at all. He said it was going to rain so obviously he couldn’t be fiddling around with cable in the wet. Zzzzzzzzz! One frizzled sparky.
I asked if he could do the work without us, but apparently not, because he needs to test the leccy inside the house when he has installed the new cables. Fair enough.
We left it that I would ring him when I was going back to Spain so that he could schedule it in.
So we tells the neighbours.
‘Who rang him?’ demanded José.
Well it was me, as I do most of the Spanish ‘phone calls, although Partner can actually do ‘phone calls with people he knows, ie the ones who can understand his Spanish accent by way of Wales, Australia and Newcastle.
José looked put out.
‘Why didn’t you argue with him?’
About not faffing around with mains electricity from the grid when it’s raining? I don’t think so. Not something I would be doing in a hurry.
You could see José was biting his tongue not to ask, ‘Why didn’t you let your partner speak to him? This is Men’s Business.’
I should say at this point, that the original wiring for our house was put in by his wife Adelina, and her sister (used to be her sister’s house). Electrics aren’t José’s strong point. We have since rewired, after the original ceramic switch fell on the floor and shattered our electrics.
It fell on the floor, because I blew the fuse (the whole house was on one circuit) by using the hairdryer to try and look seductive on Valentine’s Night, and the water heater was still on, so boom! or rather bang! And when Partner was trying to sort the fuse he dropped the little ceramic thingy that passed for a fuse control box. Thereby wrecking our electricity supply totally.
Back to the impending visit of the electrician. We told next doors that they have a key so they could let him in. They didn’t want to take that responsibility.
They started arguing between themselves. ‘Sigue!’ snapped Adelina. ‘Sigue tu!’ replied José. ‘Follow,’ as in presumably follow the conversation, because he often doesn’t listen. We stood there laughing waiting for them to finish their marital spat.
‘How about we ring you up when he arrives and you can just drive up?’ suggested Adelina.
Yeah. That’s a great idea. We’ll just sit around waiting for a ‘phone call, jump to attention, put forty quidsworth of diesel in the Landy, pay 15€ in tolls (there and back) for the peaje, drive for three hours, and just scrub our commitments in Gib when we only drove back down a couple of days ago.
No. Life does not work like that. I’d reached an agreement with the electrician so what was the problem? We all have electricity, and quite frankly I don’t care if it gets replaced anyway. Why do I need more current? I don’t.
Anyway, here, for no particular reason, is a photo of the hills behind us that I took that morning. I loved the mist drifting between the low hills and the higher sierras.
Of course when I get back, the cables may well have been replaced anyway!