So yesterday there was a bit of a crisis and the meaning of the phrase ‘you don’t know what you’ve got till you’ve lost it’ percolated through my consciousness. We now find ourselves with water rationing due to a pipe bursting as a result of the cold weather. The funny thing is I saw the water gushing in the morning when I was busy taking pictures of the house. However it didn’t occur to me that it was our water supply. I thought someone from over the road was working and had run a pipe across the road. That was until a very nice Spanish woman violently knocked on the front door and gesticulated to the pipe while speaking a foreign language. Yes is was Spanish. 🙂

Although I’m in the boat of, a Brit in Spain not able to speak the language. I hold myself separate from the lizard brigade who retire here and refuse to integrate with the local population. Yet back in the UK, they all complain about immigrants not amalgamating with the British way of life. Pot and kettle spring to mind.

Pictures are my attempt to capture the rolling mist and the peaceful mountains at sunset and our gushing water supply.