As we approach our third Christmas in our adopted country, it’s a good time to assess whether or not we miss anything about Christmas in the UK…
All in Christmas
As we approach our third Christmas in our adopted country, it’s a good time to assess whether or not we miss anything about Christmas in the UK…
So, how did we spend our New Year in Spain? Last year, you may remember we found ourselves as the only diners in one of our favourite restaurants, El Puente on the edge of Dúrcal, having a fabulous meal with the children. This year was very different...
Our first night at the Parador de Cazorla gave us a taste of what to expect. It rained; heavily. The wind blew and the temperature dropped, threatening snow...
Boxing day doesn’t exist in Spain. Come the 26th December, life goes back to normal, more or less. We had planned a mini break away as soon as Christmas Day was over; a relaxing few days away in the stunning Natural Park, Sierra de Cazorla...
Christmas this year, for us, was a relatively quiet and low-key affair. Continuing the tradition set by the Watson Family, we planned a picnic on Christmas Day...
As is tradition... we have recorded a quick Christmas message for all our family, friends and readers.
I am not quite sure where November went, but here we are rapidly facing down our second Christmas living in Spain...
‘All good things must come to an end’. Well, that’s a ridiculous phrase if I ever we heard one; why must all good things come to an end?
Well, who would have thought this time last year that we, Andrew and I would now be ensconced in Spain as we cross over from 2016 into 2017. Yes, it was our plan for the year, but so much could have gone wrong to upset that particular apple-cart.
This was an unusual Christmas. For a start, this is the first year that I have not spent Christmas with my family - either with my parents or my children. It was just me and Andrew.
