


Today, it is rather painful, but I really really tried to do some gardening, but too sore.
So sat in the sun, with a book



The cheese we'd bought at the market was rock hard


Popped down to the bar, Jose had forgotten to order our rolls


But the cheese lady turned up, so bought some scrummy cheese.
Then the (good) veg man arrived, so bought a kilo of broad beans so I can make favas com chourizo tomorrow



Then found out the Bertalina had fallen over last Saturday, chasing a chicken



And the three muskateers, Alberto, Tiago and the other one whose name I have no idea how to pronounce, arrived, with their "summer" hair-cuts


I can honestly say, I love love love living here





