Jesus is building my roof

That's not in any way a religious comment (one does have to be so careful these days). It's a 'constructive' comment in the sense that my builders have commenced work today on resurfacing my terrace and one of the three is called Jesus. The others are called Nene & Pepe (I'm sure I bought one of their records in the 80's...).

The work will give me a perfectly smooth, insulated, waterproof concrete terrace which, along with some internal work, will mean that my bathroom and kitchen are properly sealed. Likely to be some daylight while showering for a while (but the stars are so beautiful & plentiful here!) but as it's only me and the (as yet) un-named canary in residence until mid-October that's no major inconvenience.

As you may gather, this blog has been a little slow in its delivery with my having being here 24 days already but, as with any house move, there have been things to do to get the house straight. Ally to that the fact that harvesting is in full swing and that the almond & fig trees form a large part of my 75 acres and you may forgive me for the delay. Suffice to say that I will post some retrospective blogs which are currently in note form.

It all seems a million miles away from Bristol which, apart from the people, is not registering very high on the imissitometer. I have fabulous, kind, helpful neighbours who actually (for the most part) understand my Spanish and have made the transition so much easier. It feels like home.