The Lunch

Irish had told me that she lived on the outskirts of Granada with her family.  ‘You will never find us, I will meet you and you can follow me in your car’ she said. So we met at the designated car park and followed her, she was right we would never have found it!  TuckedContinue reading “The Lunch”

The Spanish Seven – How we met our Spanish ‘family’

So this is what happened ……………………. The sound of a group of very loud Spanish people could be heard from the cortijo.  I put down my glass of wine and the novel I was reading, and went to the balcony to see who was there.  It was a Sunday afternoon, hot and sticky, and quiteContinue reading “The Spanish Seven – How we met our Spanish ‘family’”