Busy week. Seems that way anyway. And in lots of different ways. Changing from the bizarre to the even more bizarre and merely strange. Over the last few months or maybe even a year, L has been mentioning that a cat has been getting into our terraza. And then frequently doing its business in her plant pots. I’ve just tried a search with mixed results and I’m none the wiser whether I’ve mentioned this before or not. I am sure I would have mentioned that the cat actually came into the house and we were suddenly aware of a furry object that was not normally there. Once spotted it decided that retreat was the better form of honour and scarpered it. L went upstairs to…

A slight respite. After the heat wave upon heat wave of the last few weeks, we’ve had a day, while not being cold, has been definitely less hot. I am not really sure that 32 to 33°C can be described as cool but in the context of up to 40°C days it probably is, relatively. Which is good. Yesterday felt muggy as well as exceptionally hot and dragging yourself around in weather like that is hard going. It’s also getting noticeably darker in the mornings and the evenings as the day length reduces. So not only less heat but less time for it to be warming. And hopefully less time for the sweat to trickle from my hair to down my back. This feels really…

A Godzilla of an El Niño. I read this in one of my emails in the last few days. Because of its nature it’s almost certainly from The Conversation or The Guardian. I really do understand exactly what is meant by this. More firefighters have lost their lives in Crete and Greece, I read today. There was a headline a few days ago suggesting that the Spanish and French firefighters were trying to extinguish the blazes in their countries before the next heat wave arrives over the weekend. In the middle of the last heat wave the temperature hadn’t got down below 29°C at midnight. But somehow we all carry on. I’m trying to write a bit of my blog before I walk up to…

So the boat trip was cancelled. Like I alluded to last week. Which was a shame but watching the few vessels that were out tossing around in the waves, I was pretty glad we were on shore. However it was still a poniente. The hedge on a wing. That’s not what I said. The hairdryer wind. But as we said a few weeks ago, lo es que lo es. It is what it is. And surprisingly it’s the same number of words in both languages. I do have a small issue with the boat trip. For some reason as I get older I seem to get more and more impatient when not much happens. Which on previous boat trips has probably led me to drinking…

Life is full of disappointments. Hello everyone. Now that is just completely weird. I didn’t say that. It just went bleep-blop and did it itself. Not that I am too concerned given that, for reasons that will become apparent, I’ve left myself insufficient time to do a full post at all. The main disappointment I will mention now. The boat trip tonight and the onboarding?/offboarding? of the Virgen del Carmen has had to be cancelled because of the weather. Not that it’s too cold or too hot but that the seas are too rough offshore. Although I suppose we should be pretty glad that the seas aren’t too rough onshore… To be honest I was umming and ahhing a little earlier whether I wanted to…

Feria time again. La gran feria de 2026. And we hope to walk up there tonight assuming things go right. It’s a funny old day. Again. Here I am, sitting in front of the computer, waiting for a beer delivery while I drown in my own sweat. It’s just bizarre at the moment. The humidity says it’s less than 35%. And at anything less than 50% I should be sitting here quite comfortably. But there’s a Poniente wind blowing despite which the air in the house is almost stationary as every door, window, and shutter is partially or fully closed. No air movement, no wicking effect, and nowhere for the blasted sweat to go. It’s at times like this I almost wish I was back…

Hottest June on record. In the UK in any case. Over here funnily enough, it was last year. But honestly I can’t believe there would be much in it. And given that it’s only the second of July, July seems to have started off where June finished. I seem to have spent virtually the entire year talking about the bloody weather. Which is why, as I’ve said in the past, it appears that the Spanish have much in common with the Brits as far as weather is concerned. It’s either too hot, too cold, too wet, too dry, you name it. I’d be perfectly happy to have a nice summer thunderstorm just to clear the air a bit. But not at the moment so it…

Seventy not out. That’s age I hasten to add and not IQ. If it were measuring IQ, it would be more like point-seven. The ‘not out’ is optional… I was thinking to use “What a difference a day makes” but it appears I’ve already beaten myself to that one. I’m not sure what it is about the ‘zeros’ birthdays but they always seem to come as a bit of a shock to the system (me anyway). And frankly what difference does one day make? BUT, when you get up in the morning and feel yourself thinking, “Well I’m never going to see my sixties again,” it makes you wonder. Seventy not out. I am extremely lucky that I have always looked young for my age.…

That was the week it was. I can’t use that was the week that was because I’ve already used it and the SEO gets upset if I use things again. Right well, see if we can get the dictation tool to work this week. For some reason I started off thinking, “Oh I know, let me just type a little bit,” I think I must be going barmy. Right let’s go and pour the coffee before I get tied up in everything else. Okay, done that successfully, I’m glad to say. Okay. After taking the coffee up to L I had to take it extremely carefully on the way back. Isabel is doing the cleaning and some of the floors are wet. When you’re not…