Wilma and I had an entire morning’s entertainment planned for you; fire-eaters, jugglers, the works, but the weather was so vile this morning, we had to abandon filming. I was hoping to give you a quick guided tour of the house and building work but the flood lights had been taken up to the roof space where the builders were working and the ground floor was plunged in to darkness. Better to hang on and wait for a bright day.
Bear with me while I get the hang of this. I’ve got lots of ideas and would love to put them in to video format so you can get a better idea of where we live, and what we do, all of course backed up by a jolly running commentary. Just think of the places we can go! the things we can do when I get this show on the road. You can sit on the sofa with a nice cup of tea and a plate of custard creams, while I slog up a mountainside, huffing and puffing, puce in the face whilst extolling the virtues of life in Andalucia.
If you are wondering about my wonky eye and scars, well they are the result of a run-in with an oak tree when I was seventeen. The car I was driving skidded out of control on an icy road and I went full pelt through the windscreen. I still have pieces of Renault 5 windscreen embedded in my cheek. The NHS did a wonderful job putting me back together and to this day I thank my lucky stars that I’m here to tell the tale.
Your Iberian correspondent hopes to post again soon, and next time Colin will have his debut. He was loathe to get his feet wet this morning so stayed at home on the sofa. See you soon or, hasta pronto as we say in Spain.