Thrifty Fifty New year Dance: the Covid months, pt. 11

So, 2021 is here. Not much different to 2020, is it? And that is why I don’t do New Year’s Eve. On any regular year I’m not a big fan of la nochevieja as it always feels so hopeful and I’m always gutted when I don’t wake up in my thirties, in my own masía […]

I do sometimes wonder

what it must be like on the other side.  You know, the house, the partner, the car, (the kids). It’s all very well and good being single, independent and nipping off to Wales, or London or Paris or Mexico and having complete freedom to do what you want, when you want and not having to […]