Our girlies together, quality time with Elliot and Juliet. Flash floods cause death and destruction in Valencia; a country in mourning, time out in Madrid, visit to the Lázaro Galdiano Museum, lunch with Julio and other stories of the week.

Madrid, Sunday 3rd November, 2024.

A lovely moment this week; photo with Julio after a reunion lunch at El Cuenco de Pepa in Madrid on Thursday

Good morning everyone.

This week has been tragic for Spain. You will have followed the news of the flash floods which caused death and destruction in the Valencia area. As I write, 211 have died and 1900 are missing. The chaos caused by the storms never seen in Spain before, turned streets into rivers on such a scale many people lost their lives. In some places more than a year's worth of rain fell in just a few hours. The country is reeling, the country is in mourning and my heart goes out to all those victims, their families and friends and in sheer sympathy for how people's lives have been turned upside down. People are angry they were not warned well enough in advance. Should it have come from the central government or from the autonomous government? Thereby lies the question. Spain is like a federal state and in many cases the autonomous or regional governments have more power than the state. Political blaming has reared its ugly head as it always does in Spain. People are also angry at what they think was a slow response from the administrations. Meanwhile, over 15000 volunteers are cleaning up as best they can. But the task is gargantuan and no government could ever have been prepared for Tuesday's disaster. 

Last Sunday when the clocks went back, no one could have known this would happen. Spain is known as the country of sunshine but climate change no longer just affects far away countries as the damage done this week is on a par with hurricanes in the US and Latin America and Spain is just not prepared. How could anyone be prepared for a year's rainfall in one day? 

It was a quiet day for us and we enjoyed our walk and lunch with Suzy who is still here.

Monday was busy. I made lots of food - bitki and meatballs thinking of Elliot, my 5 year old grandson, who adores the latter and who would be coming on Tuesday with his sister Juliet while his parents were at work.  Once finished, I accompanied Eladio to the hospital where he had had cataract surgery; now in both eyes. If he had increased vision from 40 to 80% in his left eye, he wasn't so lucky with the right eye which only increased from 25 to 35%. However, I think he was having a bad day and it's still early to tell. As I write, I am still administering him all the drops his eyes need after surgery. We will be going back in a month's time so watch this space.

We were home just before Olivia came for lunch on Monday and we had a lovely family meal together. I caught our two girlies on camera as she left. It's not often I can  as they are rarely together so I was pleased with the result.

Our girlies together on Monday (Suzy left, Oli right - with the hat)

Our girlies are now 39 and 40 and have been semi estranged for quite some time now while Suzy was living in Santa Pola as a bit of a recluse. So it's great to see them spending time together and catching up. That makes me happy. When I posted the photo many people remarked just how much Suzy looks like me. I see more of a resemblance with my dear mother but I am not objective Someone told me they thought Suzy was me after a face lift, hahahaha. No way would I have one but my dear mother and Aunty Masha did back in the 60's in Germany on a very famous family road trip but that's another story. 

I shared the photo with Amanda during our weekly Monday afternoon Skype call which we both look forward to so much. As I always tell you, she is my therapist. She doesn't read my blog though, hahaha.

On Tuesday we had foul weather. The Spanish weather agency (AEMET), apparently issued a red weather warning for the Valencia and nearby regions. For whatever reason, and now we are experiencing a political blame game, an alert was sent to the population well after the storms had begun. If only the people had been more prepared .....

But I wasn't reading about the weather that morning at breakfast. I was reading about the Balon D'Or football awards the night before in Paris.  Real Madrid thought their Brazilian striker, Vinicius was to be given the top prize but it went to Spaniard, Rodri (Rodrigo Hernández) who plays for Manchester City. The news was leaked to them just as they were boarding a plane with 50 representatives from the club. They boycotted the event even though they went on to win best coach, Ancelotti, and Club of the Year. Isn't that enough?. Honestly, how pathetic can you get? What a stupid snub. I was actually pleased that Rodri was the first Spanish footballer to win the award since 1960. Spain actually did a double as the women's award also went to a Spaniard, Aitana Bonmati from FC Barcelona. 

I told Eladio as much over coffee at Centro Oeste in Majadahonda where we went to get some of my jewellery mended. We had a chance meeting there with our sister-in-law's sister, Ester and her husband Pachi. We hadn't seen them since our nephew Miguel's wedding to Claudia 8 years ago. We remember them well when we first lived in Madrid as they were practically our neighbours. It was a great chance meeting. We were to have another chance meeting later in the week. 

We had the children to babysit for in the afternoon so Oli could go to her French lessons. I have to say they behaved very well and even ate well too. We fed them both meatballs and perushki which they loved. Elliot told his mother she must learn how to make the latter. The fact is it was my own mother who taught our girlies how to make them when they were small and it is something they always remember fondly. 

I had organised the play section of the TV lounge and honestly it looked like a toy shop. Here they are enjoying the moment. 

Quality time with our grandchildren this week

It was quality time with our grandchildren who are now 3 and 5; lovely ages. I had to go out for a short while to get this year's double flu and Covid jab but was home on time for dinner together with the kids. Oli was grateful that we had kept them occupied and that we had fed, bathed and clothed them so all she had to do was take them home to bed when she came to pick them up.

That night there was a tremendous storm with torrential rain, thunder and lightning which had us somewhat worried. Pippa was petrified of course. We had no idea though, what was happening in the Valencia region and some parts of Castilla la Mancha. We only read about it on Wednesday morning.

That morning Oli was to be the moderator at an event organised by the Canadian Embassy in Madrid when I know she would have preferred to be in the news room at TVE covering the dreadful stories of the flooding. When we spoke that morning the death toll was 50. Now it is over 200. It is the worst natural disaster in Spain's history and something the whole country is reeling from.

But she had to be where she had to be, at the Canada Investment and Innovation Roadshow held at the Casa de America in Madrid. I asked for a photo and this is what I got. 

Oliva ready for her role at the Canadian Embassy event on Wednesday morning

All I heard later is that the Embassy and the Ambassador were very pleased with her. Of course they were.

Once it was over, she had to rush back to work as all of her TV station (RTVE)  programmes were changed that day and hers, La Hora, was to do a special programme about the floods from 6 to 8pm.  She sent me this dreadful photo which is perhaps one of the most disturbing I have yet to see.

This photo says it all

While she was at TVE, we had to pick the kids up and entertain them again. This time we took them to the park. We also took little Pippa who turned out to be the main attraction for Elliot, Juliet and their friends. Here are some photos.

Picking up the kids from school and taking them to the park with Pippa

We entertained them, fed them and bathed them as best we could before their father came to collect them. That was just after they were sick on our bed from jumping up and down. The joys of being grandparents, I suppose, hahaha. Bless them.

Only when they went could we follow the coverage of the flash flood disaster which we watched till past midnight. It felt like watching images from the Tsunami in Far East Asia in 2004.  Here are some photos which, no doubt, will go down in history and  I want to add them here for anyone reading this blog in years to come, including, hopefully, Elliot and Juliet.

Scenes from the flooding

The rain, of course, caused the rivers to flood and streets were turned into rivers. One of the main causes of damage and death was from people running out to get their cars. Very soon the water was so high, they were swept away by the water. People died that way but also those whose houses were on a ground or first floor of buildings. Soon, all these cars piled up, many of them blocking access to people's homes. Businesses also have been destroyed and there was a lot of looting from flooded supermarkets; some out of desperation from a lack of water as the floods affected all the infrastructure you can imagine; electricity, water, mobile phones, gas, railway lines, roads and bridges. I won't go on as I'm sure you have seen the coverage which was front page news worldwide. It seems such a paradox when Spain is normally known for being a country of sunshine. Not this week. It will take weeks and months for the areas affected to return to normal and this is a national tragedy; one we shall never forget. As the week progressed the death toll grew and we watched in horror and in sympathy, hardly believing what we were seeing.

Thursday came and we woke up to sunshine. Madrid is  300km from Valencia but we only had rain on Tuesday night. That day, Jen, our lovely guest from The Philippines left but she will be back at the end of November. Alan and Jorge from Ireland and Argentina came later in the day and on Friday morning, Oleksander from Ukraine and his colleague, Jonas, from Denmark arrived. These two are pilots in the civilian sector and are in Madrid for training They soon got to know Betty from Mexico and Mohammad from Iraq, our long staying guests. It really was the UN this week. 

We did something different that day. We actually went into Madrid which we don't do often but should. We had a lunch appointment with our dear friend Julio so decided to spend the morning in the capital, visiting the fabulous Lázaro Galdiano Museum. It's a jewel of a place which I saw once when I was in my 20's and always vowed to go back. Eladio had never been and Thursday was the occasion. We took the tube and were there before 11 am. It's a palace where the editor and art collector of the same name lived and which was turned into as museum in 1951 about 10 years after his death. And what a collection it has.  But first for the outside.

Outside the palace/museum on one of Madrid's most chic streets, Serrano

On his death, Galdiano bequeathed his whole collection of over 12.000 items to the Spanish state, governed by Franco at the time. I can only surmise he didn't have children. What I cannot possibly understand is how he got the money to buy such a collection which includes paintings by Velazquez, Goya, El Greco, Hieronymus Bosch and countless Italian, Flemish, French and even English authors, including T.E. Lawrence, Reynolds and Constable. As to the artefacts, they are everywhere and from all parts of the world and times in history. We also loved the palace itself; ornate of course with wonderful furniture and ceilings. 

Just two of his amazing Goyas

By Constable

I later read more about the museum which when opened was described by one critic as "second only to the Prado". I could not agree more. After more than 1.5h inside, we sat in the garden contemplating the beautiful palace and talking about what we had seen. 

In the gardens of the palace on Thursday

We were both bowled over by our visit. 

Being well on time for our lunch appointment at Quënco de Pepa near Plaza Castilla, we decided to walk there. It was about 3km and took us at least 45 minutes. It was lovely to be walking in the centre of Madrid with all the bustle of a capital and in the sunshine. 

Julio was already there when we arrived at this rather chic restaurant which we both know so well from our corporate days. The restaurant owner, Pepa, has her own orchard and the most spectacular product are her tomatoes, some of which we bought later at the adjacent shop. We hadn't seen Julio since last Christmas which is far too long as we are close friends. He treated us  in celebration of his upcoming academic achievement as a University Professor. What a clever guy he is. We had a marvelous lunch and I am referring both to the company and to the food which was divine. Reluctantly we left the restaurant at around 4.30 pm until we meet again at Christmas. We had our photo taken outside the restaurant which I have chosen as this week's feature photo. Thanks Julio for a wonderful lunch and reunion. 

As we walked towards the metro at Plaza Castilla, we had our second chance encounter of the week. This time it was with our sister-in-law, Dolores and her husband José Antonio, Eladio's first sibling down. We had hoped to have coffee with them that morning but they told us they couldn't as at midday they were leaving on a hiking excursion to the Valley of Rondal (Navarra near the French border). So it was  a complete surprise to coincide with them getting on the bus that afternoon. I mean Madrid is big but it's small. Of course I had to have a photo to remember the occasion which was a complete surprise to us all. 

Chance encounter with Dolores and José Antonio in the centre of Madrid on Thursday afternoon

We were home within the hour, just before Suzy left for Oli's house to help her with the kids, it being Halloween. I hate this American tradition but I must say I loved the photo of our girlies and grandchildren. I especially love the smile on Suzy's face. So I must share it with you.

The girlies with Juliet and Elliot on Halloween

In case you can't see it well, Juliet is dressed as a witch and Elliot as Edward Scissor Hands who he is obsessed with; not me as I can't stand the scissors. 

We totally ignored Halloween as well as dinner after such a big lunch and spent the rest of the day watching the news coverage of the floods after which we watched a very good series "Querer" on Movistar Plus. 

Friday came, 1st November and All Saints' Day which is a national holiday in Spain; not that there was much to celebrate with the country in mourning. 

We went to the Centro Oeste shopping centre again, this time to meet a lovely girl called Paula who is an interior decorator. She did some of our house in Montrondo and we want her on board for the wooden cabin. It was a delight to see her again and I know she will come up with some good ideas. Meanwhile, the contractors came with their first estimate this week but it's rather steep and needs tweaking.

We had lunch alone - my cocido stew - as Suzy went out with Oli for lunch and shopping. The  girlies were together  again.  Suzy came back to tell me they had had a great time. I was so glad.

On Saturday we had a full house with 6 guests who I only saw sporadically but I did see Suzy talking to some of them which is so good after her lonely, lonely life in Santa Pola. We went on our walk and had the pleasure of her company for the first time since she has been here which is now over a month. We walked to the local shopping centre where we had coffee at La Flaca. We enjoyed the coffee and reminiscing about our girlies' childhood. Suzy admitted it had been good. Here are some pics too of coffee out yesterday with our eldest daughter.

Coffee out with Suzy yesterday which we combined with our walk

It was just the three of us for lunch and Eladio and I had the cocido stew again and no one was complaining. I caught up on my sleep splendidly during our siesta when I slept for nearly 2 hours. I did wake up a bit groggy though.

We went to bed again watching the footage of the aftermath of the disaster in Valencia and Eladio remarked it was like watching a film for real. What a tragedy for Valencia and for Spain. My heart goes out to the victims and all those affected. 

On that somber note, let me wish you a happy Sunday. Cheers now till next week where, my friends, I shall be writing from The Big Apple. 

All the best Masha

Eladio has his second cataract surgery, another quiet week, out and about in Boadilla, Israel attacks Iran, the clocks go back and other stories.

 Sunday 27th October 2024.

A happy moment this week when I found this jumper dress at a local boutique. It's right up my street.

Good morning folks. How are you doing? I bet today, the day the clocks go back, have you feeling a bit out of sorts. I always hate it and if feels like jet lag. But let me rewind to last Sunday where I left off and tell you about our week which has been another quiet one. Who wants drama I wonder? Well, if it's positive, sometimes I do hahaha. 

It was a quiet and sunny day and like most days of this week we went on our walk which is so good for us both and, of course, for little Pippa. Not much happened that day. Tana was off so we made the meals which we had in peace with Suzy who is still here.

Monday was a big day in our life. That morning Eladio was having his second cataract surgery; this time on his right eye. He was nervous on both occasions but I was very calm and we knew the drill this time. It was over very quickly and out he came with  sunglasses on, no patch on his eye and slightly sedated.

Eladio after his second cataract surgery last Monday

We then had to go to see the doctor who had just operated on him for him to see how his left eye had progressed after surgery a week before. During the examination which was held in front of 4 young medical students, I learned that before the first op, his better eye, the left, had only 40% vision. So we were delighted to find out it had increased  to 80%.  Even the doctor didn't expect tha.

Eladio having his left eye examined after the first surgery

This week my husband has no longer had to wear glasses to read his phone. Tomorrow we are going back for his second eye to be examined. Meanwhile, I am his nurse, putting in the 4 or 5 drops each eye needs for a whole month. It's quite tedious but is obviously very important. 

We were home by midday and Oli came for lunch. A guest called Hector arrived that day too and Eladio received him. He left this morning and would you believe I never even saw him.  Monday's highlight was my weekly Skype call with Amanda, bless her. She is my therapist and I suppose I am hers too.

Tuesday was quiet too and we got our walk in. I cheated a bit because we walked to the churros bar and I had a "porra" which probably contains more calories than I burned on the walk. Oh dear .I got lots more bookings that day which always gives me a high. I can't believe how many people want to come to this house.   

We came home to fix things. Eladio had to tackle the automatic gate where a funny kind of screw has come loose. I had to fix Tana's TV and amazingly restored the TV channels she so loves and where she watches lots of soap operas in the afternoon. I prefer Netflix or similar and that day, after having reread the book Unorthodox, I turned to the series based on it. By Deborah Feldman, the German/American writer, it is called Unorthodox, the scandalous rejection of my Hasidic roots".  These sort of stories based on true lives are right up my street. They always fascinate me. Later I recommended the series to Suzy who loved it too. 

Lunch was my home made bean stew, a sort of fabada,  cooked by me, which we had later in the week  as leftovers. 

I cooked again on Wednesday and made lasagne which I love and don't make very often. I enjoy cooking when I am in the mood and I certainly was this week. It was on Wednesday that Mohammad confirmed he is staying on until next year. Bea, our Mexican guest is also staying on. They are happy in our house and we are happy with them as guests. 

On Thursday an antenna technician came to fix the TV land signal on the ground floor which meant interrupting Hector. He did a good job and even got my father's old TV from Bradford working too. He brought it in 2005 so that's quite a while. I counted that in this house alone we have 9 televisions and 12 in all if you count the other houses. That's a bit obscene I think. 

Finally on Friday one of the two contractors for connecting the wooden cabin to electricity and water, etc, arrived to give us his estimate. However his pal who was carrying it, had some car problem so they are now coming tomorrow. There was no time for a walk. Instead we walked the aisles of Mercadona and Carrefour when we did our weekly shop. We stopped in between for a coffee at Manacor after which we went to get some special boutique bread for Suzy. That's when I spied a lovely jumper dress in the shop window of a local boutique. I had to try it on and as it suited me, I had to have it there and then. I love jumper dresses as they are so warm and comfortable and you can wear them with jeans or leggings. I don't have many photos this week, so have chosen the one Eladio took of me in my new dress as this week's feature photo. It was a happy moment.

 Realising I hardly had any photos for this week's post, I took one of Eladio which I entitled "out and about in Boadilla" where we always do our shopping and go for coffee. 

Eladio, out and about in Boadilla.

We first went to live in Boadilla del Monte in 1988 and only moved to our current house in 2006. It belongs to another town, Villaviciosa de Odón, but is much closer to Boadilla which we consider our home. When we first moved to this area from the centre of Madrid most people thought we were crazy for going "so far away".  It's actually only about 20km which for some people may seem far.  It never felt far away to us and we prefer to live in the country. We are country mice, not town mice. Today Boadilla has grown so much and is nothing like it was in the 80's. It is now a very desired area to live, being the third richest town in Spain. It also has all the infrastructure you may need and lots of green areas, impossible to find in the capital. We enjoy our out and about moments in Boadilla and hope to for a long time.

We came home to unload the obscene amount of food we had got for the week. It seems a lot but we always get through it. Suzy was down and had a sort of meltdown but she perked up later. She has worked so hard on herself and I am very proud of her. I did not sleep well that night. It was one of my worst and I hoped I would make up for lost sleep the next day after a spate of terrible nights which had me feeling exhausted. 

Saturday brought the coldest day of October with a minimum temperature of only 6ºc. It felt like the cold weather had finally come. That morning I read that Israel had finally launched an attack on Iran in targeted strikes. It was in retaliation for Iran's attack of 200 rockets earlier this month. Attacks like this  make me wonder if there will be an all out regional war. Israel is at war with Hamas but also with its and Iran's ally, the Beirut based group called Hezbollah. We had all been wondering how Israel would retaliate to the Iranian rocket attacks which in turn were in retaliation for Israel killing the leader of Hezbollah. Thankfully the attacks were targeted but those in the Lebanon create a lot of that horrible term "collateral damage". When is this going to stop? No time soon I guess. 

That was not good news yesterday. I thought about it on our walk that morning and felt fortunate for living near Boadilla del Monte where there hasn't been a gun shot since the Spanish Civil War, thankfully.  After our walk I had my coffee at home and then started on a batch cooking spree of "perushki" - small Russian meat pies - which Oli had suggested I make. I did a veg filling for Suzy so that she wouldn't feel left out. I did the same when I made lasagne. It's so good to see her enjoying home cooking. That's therapy in itself. 

I tried to sleep a siesta which was mission impossible so I turned to Happy Valley. Later Suzy and I finished making the pies which will be the main part of lunch today with one of my comforting winter soups.

Last night was when the clocks went back an hour to winter daylight saving time  -I only wish we could stay on summer time all year round as I prefer more evening light. That was going to interfere with my sleep but also a new guest arriving after midnight; Calista of Greek origin but from France. Eladio offered to receive her so I could sleep. And sleep I did. I actually managed 8.5h last night even if my sleep was rather fractured with lots of waking up moments. Today I am feeling so much better. 

Thus today, Sunday, I feel rested and will enjoy our walk and a nice lunch together. 

And that's it from me for today. Cheers folks until next Sunday.

All the best Masha

Eladio has his first cataract surgery, a quiet week, Hamas leader, Sinwar, killed by Israel, the rain has gone, a family lunch and other stories of the week.

Sunday, 20th October, 2024.

With little Juliet yesterday when she came for lunch

Hi again everyone,

Compared to last week I don't have much to tell. We haven't been away and the week has been quiet. Suzy is still with us and stable which is good news. I think she likes being home and we love having her. I also love to see her eating so well.

Last Sunday was the day after being with Geraldine in Madrid when I walked over 23.000 steps. My legs were achy even after sleeping relatively well. So we didn't go for our walk. I made curry for lunch, including a vegetable version for Suzy. I asked her how she felt and she said we felt calm and in peace but a little bored. That was actually music to my ears. 

Monday came and was the day Eladio was having his first cataract surgery. It was a big thing for him but as I had my cataracts removed in 2018, I knew that it wasn't so big. I looked up when cataracts were first operated on, or rather, removed and it was by a French surgeon called Jacques Daviel in 1747, so quite a while back. That proved what I was trying to tell my husband, that this is an operation eye surgeons learn in their first year of residency and is very common. I wonder what Daviel would have thought about the implant of lenses these days which goes hand in hand with the surgery. In the old days, after the extraction people had to wear very thick glasses. Remember seeing that? I do. 

Even so, he was worried but I have to tell you, so far, so good. Here he is after the surgery, with no patch on his eye and hardly any post op instructions except for loads of different drops.

Eladio on Monday after cateract on his left eye

As soon as we were finished, we went to get the eye drops from the chemist. I have been the administrator; i.e. Eladio's nurse and oh my, so many drops are needed throughout the day for a least a month after each operation. 

I drove him home and he had breakfast and then went straight to his computer. I went out on little errands and had coffee  alone that day. Lunch was leftover curry that no one complained about. The highlight of my afternoon was the Monday afternoon Skype call with Amanda. She never reads my blog but gets the full unedited version verbally, hahaha. 

We both sleep badly and commiserate about our lack of sleep and we both take pills. This week I swapped pills to see if I could sleep better and actually didn't notice much improvement. I fell asleep faster with the new pills but sleep lasted less. 

We also talk about the weather and on Tuesday it was wet and cold. I cannot remember a wetter October than this year. I recently installed the Huawei app to measure the yield and consumption of electricity and all these wet and cloudy days gave a very low yield. I wondered if we maybe shouldn't have bothered installing the solar panels. We put them in this May but weren't here at the time so no one gave us any instructions. Just last week we got a call from Repsol to tell us the differential switch had been off for months, most likely after a storm. We didn't even know there was one and were furious to find out we hadn't been yielding any electricity for months. No wonder our bills looked the same as before we installed the panels. I am so cross but now I have the app to monitor the output and consumption and will be able to know if it goes off again.  When the rain finally went this week and the sun came out,  I immediately noticed how much the yield went up. So, maybe, after all, it was a good idea. 

That morning one of the two contractors I have found to do all the stuff the wooden house will need; mainly connecting the water, sewage and electricity but also installing the bathroom fixtures and a small kitchen, plus everything the house needs. The company that sells the wooden cabins only do the wood, so to say. We should get an estimate next week and another one the following week. Only then will we be able to make a final decision. Then, of course there is a lot more to do, the decorating and furniture, etc. A big job, so watch his space. 

On Wednesday it rained too but we managed a walk on the road, my first since Saturday and it did us both good. We managed another on Thursday. The big news that day was the accidental killing of Yahya Sinwar, the leader of Hamas, by Israeli forces. He was also the mastermind of the 7th October attacks. It was in a chance encounter with Israeli forces in Rafah, in Southern Gaza. This is a big blow for  Hamas but no doubt another leader will emerge. However many leaders Israel kill in Gaza, Lebanon, Iran or Yemen, more will emerge and the war will continue. Netanyahu always says his aims are to destroy Hamas and to bring the hostages back. But it has been a year now and it hasn't happened. Meanwhile, some 42.000 Palestinians have been killed and most of Gaza is in ruins. However, some western leaders see the killing of Sinwar as an opportunity for talks on a ceasefire or even peace. If that brings back any hostages still alive, I am all for it. I'm not sure Netaanyahu is though. 

Friday came and the rain went. Wow, bring back the sun I kept thinking and it happened. Finally we have Spanish sunshine back as we know it and it does perk up ones' spirits. We did the weekly shop which included coffee at Manacor, in the sun for me and in the shade for Eladio whose sight, by the way, is improving by leaps and bounds in the operated eye. That is good news.

Saturday came and we had Oli and the kids for lunch which was a very happy occasion. With Suzy there too, the family was once again complete. I made 40 meatballs to make Elliot happy as they are his favourite food. He is not a good eater in general but loves meat balls. When I gave some to Suzy for him recently she told me he ate 8 of them. We adults usually eat 4 each, so image our little 5 year old with 8 in his stomach, hahaha. 

But before they came we went on our walk on the usual path through the woods and then went out for coffee. We were home on time to put the finishing touches to lunch - meatballs and chips. Tana had prepared everything for me and all I had to do was fry the chips and heat up stuff. Suzy was roasting red peppers in the oven and we had some time together. She plans to stay here a bit longer but doesn't really know for how long. I am worried she is missing her therapy but maybe being with the family is therapy itself. Before long, the kids and Oli were here and I was scooping up little Juliet into my arms. She is so loving if a bit mischievous. But I like kids with character. Elliot has a lot of it and after lunch disgraced himself by weeing on the patio as if his thingy was  a pipe. We made him clean it up with a mop but I'm not sure that will make him learn not to take out his thingy in the garden hahahahaha.

Lunch was a success and we had to stop the kids eating more meatballs but I made sure they had more for later  by giving Oli a tupperware of the rest I had made. Here they are during lunch making faces  hahahaa

Elliot and Juliet showing me their appreciation of my meatballs at lunch today

Soon they were foraging in the deep freeze to find their favourite ice creams - the Biscofs which are mine and Suzy's too. 

Later we all gathered by the swings and I thoroughly appreciated having all my family around me in peace and harmony.

Enjoying having all my family around me and in harmony

It's not often we are all together so yesterday's family lunch was special. They left us to have our siesta and Suzy later told me the kids fell asleep for 2 hours at the park which they both appreciated. Later they went home and made cupcakes while the children played. So a good day was had by all.

I slept much better last night after taking a new pill or rather a supplement called GABA (gamma aminobutyric acid) recommended to me by my friend Andy. It may well turn out to be just a fluke but only time will tell.

This Sunday morning the sun is shining again and I can only envisage a quiet day at home with a walk and coffee out; often the highlight of our day.

Now let me leave you to get on with the day while I wish you all a happy Sunday.

Cheers till next Sunday when the clocks will go back one hour, officially meaning summer is well over. I shall miss the extra hour of light in the evenings and only wish we could always stay on summer time always. 

Masha

1 year since the Hamas attack on Israel, autumn is here, a trip to Vitoria to see wooden cabins and a burst tyre on the way, Rafa Nadal to retire from tennis, National Day of Spain in Madrid with Geraldine and other stories of the week.

Madrid, Sunday, 13th October, 2024.

In the Retiro Park yesterday with my school friend Geraldine

Hello again everyone.

It's been quite a week with ups and downs. Recently someone posted a meme I thought was very fitting of what my life is like and I suppose most people's lives. I used to think I was a very lucky person and I am in many ways but I have had a lot of downs in the last few years. So I wanted to share it with you.

So true

It is courtesy of my cousin Andrei's wife, Debby who lives in Florida so imagine her week enduring Hurriane Milton. My friend Sandra who I often refer to in this blog says this is life but it's not always like this. 

Last Sunday at least was a quiet day. Suzy had spent most of the weekend with Olivia and the kids and their friend Laura and her baby. She had enjoyed it but I think it was all a bit too much for her. After all she has been living like a hermit and too much socialising had taken its toll. 

Some things pass and others don't, such as the situation in the Middle East. Ever since I was a child I have been aware of tensions in Israel and Palestine. It has been in the news during all my lifetime and even more so when one year ago on Monday, 7th October, Hamas attacked Israel and murdered and kidnapped many, some of whom were returned, some died and others are still being held hostage. Israel retaliated and we all know how Gaza has suffered but then their allies, Iran and Hezbollah in the Lebanon got involved and the war is expanding regionally. Israel boasts it has killed many of the leaders but where one dies, another emerges. I do not see an end to this war or even a solution. So no, it never f***ing ends does it?

Our lives continued quietly. We went on our walk and enjoyed Suzy's company for lunch. 

Tuesday was busier. I had lots to do; fill the tank of my Mini, get a prescription for more sleeping tablets and then a trip to my hairdresser, Conchi, who does my hair for a paltry 18 euros. Suzy and I had lunch alone as Eladio had invited his friends Roberto and Juanjo to a belated 80th birthday lunch. I spent time with
Amanda during our Monday afternoon skype call which I always look forward to. New guests were coming from Ecuador and Suzy had to move to our Annexe which we had spruced up but none of us slept well. Thankfully the guests had preferred to use one room instead of two so after that Suzy had her own space.

She would have had it anyway as on Wednesday we had decided to drive to Vitoria which is about 4h north of Madrid on the A1 towards Bilbao, San Sebastian and France. We weren't going for the weather as it was foul. Autumn really came this week with lots of rain and wind but nothing compared to Hurricane Milton. But it does mean our Indian summer is officially over. We were going to see a showroom of wooden cabin homes imported from Holland by a company called Hobycasa. They seem to have the biggest range of log cabins on offer. The only thing is they don't' offer them turnkey which means we need a contractor for all the rest (electricity, plumbing, etc) but I have found two. If we really were going to buy a log cabin we had to see them for real rather than just on internet. I booked a night at the Parador de Argomaniz, about 11km from the centre of Vitoria. I had been years ago during some cycling race with my dear friend Fátima and was keen to go again. 

We left home at 9.15, aiming to arrive at the Parador for lunch at around 14.00, so plenty of time I thought. However, some other thing came to pass to thwart our plans. One of the back tyres of the Volvo literally burst on the AI, about 85km from the Parador. It was raining and foggy so I think we never saw what caused it but it was possibly gravel.  Luckily, there was a service station just off the hard shoulder so we could stop somewhere safe rather than on the hard shoulder on the motorway. This is what the tyre looked like; ravaged.

The burst tyre on our way to Vitoria on Wednesday

We immediately rang our insurance company who promised to send someone within 45 minutes. The man actually came 1.5h later. Here he is changing the tyre in infernal weather by the way.  I don't remember what time he finished but  it was late and we had missed our lunch. 

Changing the tyre on the way to Vitoria

We were starving too. We could only drive at a maximum speed of 80kmh with the spare tyre and arrived tired and hungry at the Parador. They had no food for us either as the kitchen was closed and the cafeteria didn't even have sandwiches. Thus we had to drive to the nearest supermarket to get food to make a sandwich which we had in our hotel room at 5.30 pm, nearly English tea time, hahaha. The village we headed for was called "Alegria" (happiness) but the drive was not happy as there was a huge rain shower and I got soaked going into the Eroski supermarket. We later ate sandwiches in our room. 

But we were safe and nothing major had happened, just sh** that happens and you have to deal with until the next thing comes. We then had to postpone our visit to the showroom and also find a garage to get a new tyre. There was no rest for the wicked that day.

But we had our reward that night by having dinner at the Parador, not that we were particularly hungry btw. I noticed many of the guests resembled ourselves, retired couples, and many from outside Spain. I think the Paradors in Spain are very popular with people like us. We certainly like them. 

Despite a beautifully comfortable bed I didn't sleep well - I have had a horrible spate of sleepless nights and I am exhausted. Hopefully, that will pass too. But I perked up at breakfast on Thursday morning at the Parador. It was magnificent with anything you could imagine you might like for breakfast and to suit all tastes. I especially liked the churros. 

By 9.30 we had checked out and were on our way to Vitoria to get the tyre changed at Neumáticos Arriaga. 

Leaving the Parador

We left the car there to pick it up later and then took a taxi to Hobycasa. We had left the car in very good hands. In the end, as you probably know, when you need to change one tyre, you have to change the other one too:(. There we were met by Nuria, an expert in wooden houses. They had many on show but not all of their 300 or so models. But we got the feel of the place, got to meet the company who imports the flat packed wooden houses from Holland and it felt good. We have searched long and wide and I think Hobycasa is where we are going to buy our little house. We chose the Cádiz model which is much bigger than what we initially wanted - 35m2 with a lounge and kitchen area, a bathroom and two small bedrooms. Here are some photos.

And this is the layout inside.

And below is a glimpse of what it looks like inside. 

We would have placed an order there and then but first have to meet the contractor who will do everything else - plumbing, electricity, installation of the kitchen, bathroom, etc. He is coming here on Tuesday to discuss all we have to do. Then, of course there is the furniture and decoration; so quite a big project. But it is a project which, hopefully, will bring us a lot of joy and income too which is the main purpose. A friend said it could be our retirement place when we get too old to climb stairs. Well, who knows?

We left at 12.30 and were about to take a taxi to explore the centre of Vitoria, known as Spain's greenest city, but we got a call from the garage to say the car was ready so headed there instead.

Soon we were on the road home, the A1 and just one hour away from Burgos. Thus, the obvious choice for lunch was the Hotel Landa where we stayed recently to celebrate Eladio's birthday.  Once again we could not resist the roast suckling lamb.

We were home by 6.30 due to heavy commuter traffic but we were home and glad to be. We were greeted by Suzy, Tana and Pippa. Before even unpacking, we went outside to the back patio where we will eventually build the wooden house, to measure it. The house measures 7 metres long and 5 metres wide so takes up a lot of the patio which is already very big. But that is its place.

The big news that day was the announcement from legend Rafa Nadal that he is retiring from Tennis after the Davis Cup finals next month. What to say? He is 38 and has been plagued with injury and pain most of his more than 20 years of professional tennis but no one wants to see him go. He won 22 grand slams, just two short of Djokovic. Who knows how many more he would have won though if he didn't suffer from the rare degenerative condition called Mueller-Weiss syndrome. In 2004 he was told he had to quit tennis because of the syndrome. But he is a warrior and continued despite the chronic pain that affected the bones in his feet, He has given us so much joy, along with Federer and Djokovic. He has also been Spain's best ambassador ever. In France he is a legend too for winning 14 Roland Garros. Here is his video in Spanish but with English subtitles. I loved it. 

Sad announcement from Spain's Rafael Nadal this week

It was good to be home but once again I slept badly. My Kindle which usually helps me to sleep had frozen but thankfully I was able to reboot it on Friday after googling how to. What would we have done without Google in the past?

Friday was obviously shopping day as the cupboards were rather bare. It took us most of the morning. Once again we ate alone while Suzy went to have lunch with Oli - I love that they are having quality sister time.

I managed an hour's sleep after lunch which had me in better spirits and then I was out again, this time to my nail bar or salon. I don't like going to the hairdresser but I enjoy having my nails done. I had what they call a Russian manicure which uses a drill to get rid of all hard skin. That was my hour of indulgence this week.

And then Saturday was here and I had a great day and a break from routine. My school friend Geraldine from St. Josephs' College Bradford, who I have known since we were 11, was stopping over in Madrid for two nights on her way from Washington to her house near Marbella. It was a wonderful chance to see her and for her to see a bit of Madrid as, although she has travelled extensively, she had never been to Madrid. 

We met in Plaza España on one of the worst days ever to visit Madrid. It was raining heavily for most of the morning and it was Spain's National Day which is a holiday to celebrate Christopher Colombus' discovery of America in 1492. It is also the Armed Forces Day with a huge parade attended by the Royal family which also means traffic chaos. But I took the metro and Geraldine walked from Atocha. We headed to the rooftop bar of Hotel Rui  but it was not the best day to see the great views from the top owing to the heavy rain. 

The rooftop bar in the rain

Despite the rain it was great to be together. I hadn't seen Geraldine since she held a garden party for us in her home in Yorkshire when we were there in May 2022 for my father's funeral. We had a good catch up over a capuccino and tried to decide what to do escape the rain. I very stupidly looked for tickets to see the Royal Palace but of course it was closed for the King's reception after the parades. There were no tickets available for the Prado either but we did find tickets to see a lesser known but magnificent palace, The Palacio de Liria which belongs to the house of the Duke of Alba, Spain's most noble family.

When there was a slight in the rain, we ventured out and walked up the Gran Via teeming with people, towards Callao and along Spain's most commercial street, Preciados, until we got to the very heart of the city the Puerta del Sol. As Madrid is in the very centre of the country, roads are measured from this square and people queue up to take a photo of the exact spot called "Kilómetro 0" We did too.

Kilometre Zero with Geraldine yesterday

Being the local, I guided my friend to the Plaza Mayor and took her to its most famous entrance, "Cuchilleros" and showed her Botin, the oldest restaurant in the world, the building of which was started in around 1590. It was a pity we couldn't get a table there but you have to book weeks in advance. I had found it difficult to get a table for us but finally found one at El Paraguas (the umbrella!). It's in Madrid's chic district of Salamanca so we took the metro from Opera to the Retiro park and then found our way there. It was so lovely to be somewhere so civilised and where you know anything you order will be of excellent quality. For the record we had battered prawns, artichokes and croquettes. Here we are sitting down and about to enjoy a lovely Spanish meal at a chic restaurant, a far cry from going to the Kashmir in Bradford for lunch when we were at school hahaha. 

Lunch with Geraldine at El Paraguas yesterday

I then took my friend to another favourite place in Madrid, the beautiful Balbisiana cafe where she had Earl Grey and I had a decaf. We also tired one of their delicious homemade truffles.

Our tickets for the Liria Palace were for 15.45, so at about 3pm we got a taxi and were dropped off by the Royal Palace so my friend could see it. There were crowds outside waiting to see government figures and the King but we were not for waiting. We had to rush to the other palace, got there a little late but on time to see it. I had always heard this palace was stunning. It is owned by the Albas, who count among their descendants Mary Queen of Scots, the House of FitzJames and the first Duke of Berwick. Their lineage is rather complicated but did you know that the former Duchess of Alba had more titles than the Queen of England and that they were friends? The Liria Palace is their Madrid residence and is full of paintings by famous painters  - what a collection. This is it from outside

El Palacio de Liria, the Madrid residence of the House of Alba

My friend Fátima used to know the Duchess of Alba's children when she went horse riding at the Club de Campo in her teens. The elder son, Cayetano told her that to see his mother he had to go through her secretary. She also told me the kids were generally left to their own devices while at the Club. Funny eh?

Our day in Madrid did not end there. It had stopped raining after lunch so we decided to walk from the Palace to the Retiro park - quite a walk. We stopped at the Cibeles square where the Correos building and the town hall are. It is one of Madrid's most iconic buildings. 

Our last picture of the day was by the lake and it is the one I have chosen for this week's post. We then walked to the end and sat and had a aperol spritz sitting by the lake and chatting until it got late. We parted ways after a wet but wonderful day together, at the end of which we had walked more than 20 thousand steps! When I got home my legs were aching. I joined Eladio for a quick bite for supper and soon we were in bed. He watched Spain beat Denmark in a football match while I turned on my iPad to watch more of The Resident on Netflix which I am quite addicted to.

I was up today, Sunday, at around 6.50 after having slept 7.15 hours which is a lot for me. Today will be a sunny day and the temperature will reach 25ºc. If only it had been like that yesterday then my friend would have seen Madrid in a better light. Even so, we had a great day together. It was fun and a super break from routine for me. 

Now my friends I have come to the end of the tales of this week. Let me wish you a happy Sunday and say thanks to you for reading my blog. 

Cheers till next week,

Masha

Suzy is home and she is back, the family reunited again, time with Elliot and Juliet, 25 years since my mother died, Airbnb super host again and other stories of the week.

 Madrid, Sunday, 6th October, 2024.

Suzy and Olivia melt into each other's arms when they were reunited on Tuesday. That's the photo of the year and it made me so happy.

Good morning all. In contrast to most of the last year or more, I have had a very good week and it's all because Suzy came to stay and of her own volition. That is progress and I'm still pinching myself as if I can't believe she is better and she is here with us. As Oli said when I posted photos of her, "Suzy is back". That is huge progress.

Last Sunday we were still waiting for her after she missed the bus on Saturday. That day  was quiet but busy. A Canadian couple, Karla and Jim, came to stay and would be here till Thursday. We were there to welcome them and answer all their questions. I took Jim to do some food shopping and it was funny to see him adapting to a Spanish supermarket compared I imagine to one in Ottawa. I later helped them hire a car. I was only free in the afternoon when we had a social engagement. We were going to Elliot's umpteenth birthday party; the one with his school friends we hadn't let him have at home because of the chaos of 20 or 30 kids and a similar number of parents. Instead they held it at the social club where they live. We arrived after it had started and the noise was the first thing that hit me. Elliot and Juliet were in their element with all the things going on. We stepped outside to talk to some of Oli's  friends and after a couple of hours, made a quiet exit.

Monday came, the day Suzy was coming. In the morning I had a coffee date with my friend and neighbour, Elena, who seems to spend most of her life on a cruise ship going round the world with her husband. That's why we hadn't seen each other for more than a year. It was good to catch up. I walked to the cafe with Pippa and walked back with her. Meanwhile, Eladio had gone to see his eye specialist and came home with dates for his cataract operations; 14th and 21st October. 

Just as we were watching the news after lunch - the dire situation in the Middle East - we heard from Suzy that she was safely on the bus. Only then was I able to relax and I laid down to watch The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie (the 1969 film adaptation of Muriel Spark's book). It stars a young Maggie Smith who puts on a very good  upper class Edinburgh accent. I mentioned the film last week and a friend, 
Veronica, sent me the link on You Tube where you can watch it for free. This is the link if you are interested. 

Suzy's arrival was approaching so I started on our dinner which would include smoked salmon that she adores. By 8.30 pm she was with us and looking good. She melted into my arms. Oh how happy I was to see her. It was her first time back in about a year. I asked her at dinner why she had come and it was because she was home sick. She told us she will be spending a month here. Poor lamb she will be moved from room to room because of all the room bookings but she didn't seem to mind. She tells us she is taking her meds but got her psychiatrist to remove one of them. Her stay here means she will miss her appointments but I suppose being home, if that is what she wants, will be therapy in itself. Later she joined Mohammad and I for a fag on the terrace. She didn't seem to mind all my guests; the Canadians, Jen from the Philippines, Bea from Mexico and others. Before she used to hide from them all. Now it seems Suzy is back to her old self, although still very fragile. I am taking day by day and whatever happens will happen. For the moment all is well and I can hardly believe it.

I should have been able to sleep that night but I couldn't. I think I was too nervous. But I got through the night somehow and was greeted by Suzy early in the morning on Tuesday.  I was having my first coffee and she was about to go for a walk or a jog. We would meet later for lunch

That morning Eladio and I went to LM to see the people about  the  garden cabin we want to build in the garden. We wanted to go over the proposal and estimate which I was not too pleased with. I told the guy it did not seduce me, for want of a better word. We came away leaving him with work to do. We are also in touch with other companies so this project could take some time. We talked about it over coffee at Starbucks which is outrageously expensive, don't you think? Oh, but it's so good.

We were home for lunch and Oli was coming too so it would be just the four of us which is quite an event as it doesn't happen often. Oli was home shortly after 2pm and looking stunning with her makeup, outfit and hat. The girls melted into each other's arms and that is the photo I have chosen for this week's feature photo. For me it's the photo of the year as it says so much; that the girls are sisters who, despite all, love each other and that Suzy is better and on the road to recovery. How long that journey will take we don't know but we shall be there for her every step of the way. 

My beautiful girls together. 

Lunch was peaceful and enjoyable. How lovely to have both girls with us and in harmony. Later we all went to have a rest until Oli had to pick up the kids and bring them here while she went off to her French lessons. 

Juliet and Elliot were happy to see their Aunt who they either call "Susi" or "Aunty Bonny" (long story about the origin of Suzy being called Bonny). Here are some pics of our time with them; feeding them, pushing them on the swings and even bathing them.

Time with Elliot and Juliet on Tuesday afternoon and with Suzy who helped us. 

When Olil came to pick them up at around 8.15, she was very happy we had bathed them as that would be one chore less for her that night before putting them to bed. A good time had been had by all. 

Only then could we have our own dinner; not quite as elaborate as the first night Suzy came, but very pleasurable too. That night we learned that Iran had bombed Israel in retaliation  for the killing of the Hezbollah leader. But their nearly 200 missiles were mostly thwarted by Israel's famous anti missile dome. They managed to kill one person, ironically a Palestinian from Jerico. We are all now waiting to see how Israel will retaliate.

I had a slightly better night and woke up feeling slightly more refreshed on Wednesday morning. It was 2nd October. That day an old pupil of my mother's, Vladimir, a teacher of English at the University of Sofia, wrote "Yesterday was the 25 years passing away of your mother and my good friend, Elena Llooyd (née Princess Lieven. May her soul rest in peace and eternal memory". I realised I had completely forgotten. This year was the first time I ever forgot. How could I forget? Maybe because I was so wrapped up in Suzy being back and on recovering. I felt so bad and Suzy told me I shouldn't. Born in Rome on 7th June 1920, just after the Russian revolution,  she died of cancer in Bradford, Yorkshire, on 1st October 1999 aged 79. She left us all bereft. She was such a remarkable woman. I have written about her many times here but have not written her book. Will I ever I wonder? But to remember her I posted some old photos of her over the years; not that I have very many. Those I do I treasure and here are some of them.

Bulgaria probably in about 1940

Feldkirch, Austria after the war and working for the French Control Commission helping displaced people. 1945

The photo she used for her refugee documents during and after the war

With her pupils at the so-called "Spy School" in Cambridge, early 50's.

Cambridge. Engaged and about to be married, probably in 1953

With her fully formed family in Cambridge in 1957, the year I was born

Cycling with George in Cambridge in around 1956

Mummy in the late 50's in Cambridge

In Ruskington (Lincolnshire) where we moved in 1960. Mummy with her children and her pigs. 

With George and me in the late 70's at the Norwich Russian courses

On my wedding day, the four of us with Eladio - August 1983. She was 63 then

Recently retired with my father in the mid 80's at the Norwich Russian courses again

On her first visit to Bulgaria after the Iron Curtain fell. With her three sisters (left to right) Masha, Olga and Dara. They had parted in Sofia as young girls and met again as old women to quote my dear Mother. 

Many people wrote how I look like my Mother and Suzy too. Funny but we don't see it. So there you have it, some photos from significant moments in her life and what a life she had. Thank you Vladimir for reminding me that this week was the 25th anniversary of her passing away. Again, how could I have forgotten?

Apart from that lapse, Wednesday was a quiet and good day. We went for our walk and had our meals with Suzy. Of note I also helped Mohammad find free Spanish lessons for foreign nationals. He is now on a mission to learn Spanish and we shall help him. 

The news that most pleased me that day was Carlos Alcaraz beating Janik Sinner in the China Open. He is back with a vengeance I hope. What great players they are. 

Thursday came. Our lovely Canadian guests left< off to Nerja and then to explore Andalusia. We, meanwhile, had to get ready for new guests and Suzy had to move rooms. She is going to have to spend several nights in the annex of our room. Apart from clearing it out and making it look homely, we had to deal with some mould caused by condensation we are told. Leroy Merlin (LM) had the products and this week saw Eladio removing it and painting the room which now looks quite attractive.

We did the shopping in the morning including coffee at Manacor and had a pleasant lunch with Suzy who generally does her own thing but is a lot more sociable than before. New guests arrived in the afternoon, a German lady and her Spanish husband from the Canary Islands. They soon settled in and I didn't see them again that day. 

Oli brought the kids again that afternoon while she went to her Thursday French lessons. We spent some time with them by the pool w hen I got Eladio to string conkers for Elliot. For both of them this was something new. Later I wished we hadn't as his first target was poor Juliet. We had promised to take them out to dinner to a place called VIPs, a rather good and established fast food restaurant. Their behaviour could have been better as it felt like feeding time at the zoo (hahahaha). They only really wanted a dessert and both adored the pancakes and Suzy's chocolate pudding. Elliot ate very little while Juliet wolfed down anything she saw on her plate, mine or Suzy's. 

Juliet and Suzy enjoying a chocolate dessert at VIPs this week

I had a club sandwich which I shared with her as well as a pancake with maple syrup (delicious).  Later I regretted eating such heavy food for dinner.  Oli picked them up shortly after 8 pm and the three of us returned home and went straight to bed. It had been fun but quite exhausting. 

Friday came. That day Airbnb  recognised all my efforts for this last year and declared me Super Host once again with a whole year of  consecutive 5 star reviews. I was rather happy about that.

Airbnb super host again with top marks in each category. 

It's not easy to get 5 stars for all stays in one year but I did it. 

The house was full of guests that day and at one stage I found myself cooking with Jen from the Philippines who cooks for her son every day. We were joined by Bea from Mexico who was translating Mohammad's CV into Spanish. At one stage my new German lady guest popped her head into the kitchen, to add to the nationalities of women in this house this week, including Tana from Paraguay. Jen was making a dish called Pancit Bihon and left some for us and for Suzy to take to Oli's. The main base is rice noodles (the glass kind) and I thought it was delicious. 

We went on our walk, I cooked and made Elliot's favourite, meat balls some of which Suzy took to him for dinner and apparently he wolfed down 8 of them I shall be making more. 

Saturday was quiet too. Oli had a friend from the girls' scouting days, Laura and her 1 year old baby staying. I was so happy that Suzy wanted to join them as she has been such a recluse. Late she told me she had had a good time - music to my ears. We went for our walk and later had coffee at Manacor where our main topic of conversation was the garden house. We are not there yet but will be, I hope.

And today is Sunday and it threatens to rain. I think the Indian Summer is nearly over unfortunately. We shan't do much today but I shall be counting my blessings. I'm so glad to have such good news this week as I'm sure you can imagine. Let's hope and pray it continues.

And that's it my friends from me until next Sunday.

Have a good day.  Cheers Masha