Christmas Eve afternoon!!

 Who would have believed that after this lovely afternoon we would have had the worst gales for years and in fact on that very morning the earth moved for me -no, nothing to do with Dermot ( have you guessed he hasnt got the blog address?) but an earthquake which measured 3 on the Richter scale. Okay not very big but it was my first. And actually it was the noise that woke me - thought someone had dropped a gas cylinder just outside the house- the epicentre was in Carboneras, a town about 20K's along the coast. So obviously no damage and none form the gales unike the poor people who lost power and water.

I had a lovely day at the markets and then was invited to celebrate Christmas Eve in the village, joined Dermot to spend the evening with his Spanish friends - they live in the most fantastic apartment - a little wooden front door that belies what it behind it- like the Tardis, just jaw dropping. So a lovely evening was had by all, I drove and still enjoyed myself so that says a lot! I also learned quite a bit about current Spanish politics - enough to make your hair curl, just be grateful for Cameron et al is all I can say- may be the subject of a blog in the New Year.

Sadly Christmas day dawned cold, grey, wet and very windy - not the sort of day for a picnic (though I do have vivid memories of going on picnics in just such weather when I was a girl) - and I really didnt fancy driving along the coastal road - one strong gust and we would be over so the decision was made to defer to another day.
But still had a happy day- Sherry and I spent the day together, ate the picnic lunch, braved the elements when we took the dogs down to the beach then I settled down to watch Call the Midwife with millions of others. And not a paper hat in sight - hurrah!!