…the week, that is.
That’s probably unfair, as we have really done quite a few things this week. Did the shopping, cut down a few trees, weeded the garden, fertilized the potatoes, planted out the mint, planted seeds (lettuce, radishes, rocket, spinach). Made bread.
But it has all felt a bit stop and start. The weather has been showery most of the week, so you start something, then have to stop.
And many of the things we’ve tried to organize have gone a bit awry, too. Tried to order diesel for the storage tank. The driver was arranged, but when he got to Yunquera, he refused to come up the track, saying it’s too rough. Even the usual threats didn’t work (e.g. “hey, my wife can drive up the track, do you want her to take the truck up for you?” That usually is enough to push a macho Spaniard into the drive!!)
We tried to organize a money transfer. The bank seems to be confused as to transfer numbers, so it’s been around the world a few times, I think.
We’ve tried to organize house insurance. See above, “money transfer” – until that works, no insurance policy will be paid!
We’ve tried to organize the Defender’s annual checkup. Oh that’s right, that one actually did work out!
Roll on next week. At least the Arsenal won the Champion’s League game last night, so not all is lost!