Home for the holidays

I've said goodbye to La Chanca for a couple of weeks, swapping the view of the castle for the view of the Cariatiz hills. It's Sunday morning and finally after a hectic few days I can feel peace and goodwill to all (wo)men. I'm back home with an average of three teens at any given… Continue reading Home for the holidays

I’ve moved!

It's now been officially eight hours since I have been on my own in the new house. And I am loving it! I know it's hardly long enough to tell, but it beats being alone in a massive house where you have to keep two wood burners going to stop your breath clouding in the… Continue reading I’ve moved!

Bearing gifts

The first week of the year in Spain is a double celebration – New Year itself followed by the arrival of the 'Three Kings' of Biblical fame who followed a star to bring presents to the baby Jesus.This year it seemed the Magi managed to load their camels full of vehicles of varying types and… Continue reading Bearing gifts

La Chanca life begins

New year, new life, new blog. Such a cliche, I know. But it's true. It's the new year, I'm about to leave my safe middle class life as a respectable British expat living in southern Spain, mother of two, with a large country house with obligatory dogs, cat and reputation to uphold, to run away… Continue reading La Chanca life begins