roughseasinthemed 
We are resigned to going off grid. But enough of that, let’s look at Spain in general, rather than their poxy electricity company. Last time I looked at constitutional issues re Gib and Spain. This time, I want to look at life in ordinary Andalucía, not the big cities, just the countryside (campo) and small […]Read Post ›
We were looking forward to a few days respite in Spain … Firstly, no I did not attend the annual procession of the local romería after last year’s unpleasant incident. Secondly, the house is falling apart after some Gib years of neglect so Partner set about personfully to repair it. Spaniards use sand and cement […]Read Post ›
I interrupt this blogging hiatus to announce … er, a blogging hiatus. Life. Which, really means the Spanish electrical company Endesa. If I ever get them sorted, I shall chronicle their antics here. For those of you interested in more on the Gib/Spain Brexit issue (yes, you Col) there are draft posts, but no time […]Read Post ›
Gibraltar’s sudden rise to prominence in the Brexit negotiations has resulted in the predictable proliferation of ignorant comments and opinions that the internet seems to excel in. I have read an amazing amount of tosh. So, to counteract said tosh, here are some facts given that I have lived in Spain and Gib for nearly […]Read Post ›
Anubis. He waits. In the shadows. He takes you to the afterlife, sorts out your mummification and weighs you in the balance. But he’s basically a dog. Or a wolf. Or a jackal. Or, whatever you choose to believe. I was discussing ancient dog breeds with a very good internet friend. We both agreed that […]Read Post ›
Here is what I get when I log in. I’m waiting for the happiness chappies to enlighten me. So, no comments from me for now. Although I can log in to mine. Another improvement. Presumably.
I read ecstatic reviews about squash and just think, meh. Although I do like marrow and courgette. Anyways, nextdoors gave us an impressive piece of the tedious veg so I had to decide what to do with it. Partner rapidly came up with a part solution. ‘Give half to our Indian neighbour.’ Good one mate. […]Read Post ›
I grew up vaguely aware of The Commonwealth, probably because Uncle Harry had emigrated to Australia, and as a kid, I received books from them as Christmas presents. Books about a strange place with odd marsupials. Later, I learned it was a hangover from the days when the sun never set. And later still, I […]Read Post ›
Just. LOL. I have left this one alone for a few years. But, given that women’s rights are receding, yes, receding, why not write about it? Gender pay gap One hundred and seventy years. Yes, for all those doubters out there, despite women gaining education on a par with men or exceeding them, they still […]Read Post ›
Día de Andalucía And … Tosca’s gotcha day. Or got us day. Or whatever. It’s a year since the pathetic underweight timid bitch followed Partner and Snowy home. I swear she has doubled in size. Naughty fat girl. We put it down to her being underfed before, and maybe being malnourished when she was pregnant. […]Read Post ›
