Thursday, 7 April 2011

Friday 1st(April fool's day, the day of our first date 39 years ago and Max's birthday) May 2011

Friday 1st(April fool's day, the day of our first date 39 years ago and Max's birthday) May 2011, RDM and I think I'm finally starting to relax a bit.
Couple of things, spelling mistakes are either there because SWMBO has not proof read it (she does!) or the spell checker has gone on holiday.

Formatting has gone all to hell aswell and as in the past when you get over 30+ posts these
things start to happen, including not being able to put the pictures in the relevant part of the text, so you will just have to live with it for the time being.

My one reader out there has expressed the opinion that some of my acronyms are unfathomable,
so although they may be obvious to me they are not to others.  Also when I re-read this in my dotage, (probably next year the way things are going brain wise) I'll have probably forgotten what the hell I
was talking about.

Actually I hate that word “obvious”, because very few things are obvious.  It reminds me of the time when I had a few more than the two alcohol sodden brain cells I still have now.  Back in 19 dot splash I was in a maths class trying to understand what the hell these Fourier transforms did and why bother with odd and even functions, I spent a year on Fourier Analysis and to this day I do not understand them, anyway I digress; so half way through a lesson with a massive proof on the blackboard, the Prof says “and the next step is obvious”,  20 odd perplexed faces turned to him with the same thought in their tiny overworked minds, “WTF is he talking about?”  So the Prof goes out and comes
back 10 minutes later with “I was right!  It IS obvious!”  Think it through, it's obvious.

That last rambling also brought something to mind, quite often when I am typing this I'm not thinking of anything and sometimes like the trap 3 and 5 story it's based on something that happened recently, I'm just remembering and probably embellishing it a bit.  But here's the thing, when typing I sometimes stop and think, “What's the best word to type next”, and if I can spell it OK I type it.  Now think when you are having a conversation with someone, do you actually think about the next word
you are going to say?  No, you are trying to express an opinion or meaning to another person and you just do it, how does that work?

By the cringe!  This is getting a bit profound.

A bit more profound stuff, “Cats are intended to teach us that not everything in nature has a function”.

Just tried the talking bit with SWMBO and sometimes it just doesn't work.

Anyway, as promised, back to the acronyms.


SWMBO            She Who Must Be Obeyed (Trudat).
CCC                   Chilli Con Carne.
SBA                    Sweet Bugger All.
MS                     Mother Ship, the 5er.
BTW                   By the way.
Filme                  Do you understand? Agree?
Trudat                 I concur.
TW                    The Wire, an American Police TV series, bloody brilliant it is.
Erick                  German.
Morgen             Camp site standard greeting in the morning.
Truckasarus       The Navara pickup.
CS                     Chicken Shop.
PWC                  Pussy Whipped Club, place where I do the washing up.
BAWD              Beer and Wine Day (days I can have a drink, week ends only).
Sherbet/fizz       Spanish €1.65/bottle Cava.
SS                      Shit street, when beaten by a complete line in cribbage.
SSS                    Shower, shit and shave.
WTF                  You already know.
3S                      To win 3 – 0 at any board game.
RDM                  Roquetas de Mar.
IIRC                   If I Recall Correctly
More to come

Friday morning started with SWMBO getting all excited, no no read on, about the upcoming picnic and could not wait to get to the chicken shop.  Had breakfast and decided not to cycle there but to combine our week end shopping trip as the CS was just opposite Mercadona.  Did the shopping and
left SWMBO to pile the stuff into Truckasarus while I crossed the road to get the hot roasted chicken.  Just goes to show what an absolute naïve plonker I really am; we had “booked” a chicken for 12 noon and I foolishly turned up just after to be told, “Another 15 minutes, Señor”.  Bloody Mañana without the same sense of urgency.  Went back and by the time I had drove back, 20 minutes later, it was nearly ready, €7.90 for the chicken with a fresh baguette thrown in, so not bad!

Shopping put away and after placing my rather tender arse back on the saddle, we cycled off the 4 miles to the fort on the beach and picnic heaven, coffee on the way back.  With the 20 miles the other day and 8 now, my sorry backside was crying out for my padded cycle shorts with their chamois
crutch, which of course SWMBO had left back in Forest Row.

Lay in the sun, BAWD and she had a whole bottle of sherbet, chicken and veg, Doms, me 3-2,
TW and bed.

Saturday 2nd May 2011, RDM, time flies?

Earlier I outdid myself trying to take too much to the PWC after SWMBO eating so much last night. Yesterday I had “decanted” my Lidl (may God bless and keep it) wine into a carafe as a means of disguise, we were expecting Mel and Joyce for a farewell drink as they were leaving today (Saturday).
So along with all the other washing up I was carrying the carafe in my little finger.  Washed everything up and on the way back, constantly saying under my breath “Don't drop the carafe, don't
drop the carafe, don't drop the carafe” all the way back from the toilet block.  I opened the MS door and I dropped the carafe, dropped it on the metal steps, don't think it will be in use again and
apparently, according to SWMBO, I'm a tosser.

I've resolved the gas supply for the planned camping trips, going to use the extant Repsol 14KG bottle and will buy another regulator so I can leave the original in the off position and leave the MS on GasLow gas supply.

So one less thing!

SWMBO decide to vacuum with our little but powerful mains unit and after she'd finished I was charged with emptying it.  So I detached the collector and filter bit and took it down to the rubbish bin to empty it. 
This guy comes up to me and after talking for about two minutes I realise he's in fact not an Erick but Scottish, his accent was quite broad and Glaswegian and having only three teeth in his head he mumbled a bit.  So he says “Mind that coffee filter certainly needs a good clean”, as I'm bashing boat loads of dust out of the vacuum filter.  I guess an easy mistake, see picture.  He then tells me he's leaving in about a week and I ask him why, because the weather is getting really nice here and it must be cold back in Scotland.  “I'm going back to see the dentist”.  Well I very nearly soiled myself because I think he passed that finishing post about 15 years ago, way too late for that now mate!

It's 12;20 pm, Saturday as I'm typing this, stereo playing Steven Bishop and we both couldn't be more relaxed.  Seems weird I know but we seem to have been busy running around basically achieving SBA for the last week for some reason, so today we do nothing except watch the industrious Ericks finally pack up and leave.

Trip to Eroski this afternoon to get the gas regulator and some porridge for SWMBO and that's going to be it for the day. 
Stop press!  Didn't go because I thought I could smell gas from the gas locker and using the sure fire (pun) method of half and half water and fairy liquid and a small brush, found the leak; and after a visit to Michael “The Mechanic” who had the correct spare O rings, all is now non smelly and less explosive.

I remember as a lad my Dad looking for a gas leak in the oven by using his zippo lighter (honest!), the resulting explosion blew the kitchen windows out and removed both his eyebrows and singed off what little hair he had, Mum was not best pleased as her Yorkshire puddings went flat.

Not as hot today as the sun is slightly shrouded so it's barely in the low 20's, so reading out there is OK.

Call via Skype to Derek L and brother Alan and all's well in the world.

Too hot to eat so it's a game of something then TW and early bed tonight.

Doms it was and me 3S, she not pleased, even lost last double in the box, last of series 4 of TW.

Sunday 3rd April 2011, RDM, bit overcast, a lot less Ericks about and boules day.

The boules is going to be men v a gaggle of SWMBO's so some of us may not live to tell the tale.

8am and with a final toot of their horns the Germans were on their way, SWMBO even got up
to wave them goodbye!

Excellent day to wash the car so that's what I'll be doing this afternoon.

The men absolutely murdered the womenfolk at boules but all had a great time.  Mike and Irene won't be here next week however as they are leaving for France on Friday.
Mike came round and spent the afternoon drinking coffee and talking about hos favourite subjects, motorbikes (the Triumph Tiger Cub in particular) and how to strip car engines, I found it all  interesting SWMBO however was a little bit underwhelmed with chain tensioners and twin overhead cams.

Walk along the beach towards Aguadulce and then back for dinner, Moroccan lamb which I'm afraid just was not as good as it has been in the past, don't know why, same ingredients but didn't taste the same.

Doms, got beat 1-3, TW and bed after I watch Dumb & Dumber on the PC until 1am.

Monday 4th April 2011, RDM and lonelier and lonelier.

Yep, the whole site is about a quarter full now with very few new people turning up so you can now see and hear the resident Spanish and their kids especially when school is out and all the time at the week ends, still mustn't grumble then again that's exactly what I doing I suppose.

Cycle ride into Aguadulce and back along the beach stopping for a coffee along the
way, oh, the injustice of it all!

The insurance cover note will run out next week so I called Camptons and they will e-mail me a new one so we can definitely go the Granada and Cordoba next week, can't wait to see this Alhambra thingy.  May do a trial pack of all the tenting equipment tomorrow as it is planned as a wash day
(sheets therefore washing machine at reception and €3.80) I will have time on my hands after the filling and emptying stuff for the other whites in the twin tub.

She had fish and veggies me CCC with crackers, Doms, me 3S and then TW and bed after a
bit of a read.

Tuesday 5th April 2011 and by God it was rather warm last night!  18°C
through the night and now it's 21
°C and it's only 9:15 am!  Think the washing will dry pretty quickly
this morning.  So the sheets got machine washed and they did dry very quickly, out,up and back in, in a couple of hours.  Rest of the wash via twin tub tomorrow.


The wind is coming from the south west and probably gathering it's heat from Africa by the feel of it.  Went for a 4+ miles walk and felt OK'ish afterwards, so it looks like the toes are OK now and no
excuses for more walks and cycle rides and start to get rid of the “tummy”.

The plan to go to Granada and Cordoba may be brought forward to Friday as the thinking is “why wait?”  Also if we decide to stay longer there will be less chance of running into the Easter holiday season with the price hikes and all the kids.  So did a trial pack and we are going to use all of the spare space in the Truckasarus to get everything in.  I have made a list and it's amazing what you need to
remember to take, also need to charge all the rechargeable batteries as we may not get a pitch with electricity as we are only a tent this time.
Doms and narrow win for me, followed by fish fingers et al and TW.  When we went to bed it was still 23°C outside so windows and vents open and the duvet was little used.

Wednesday 6th April 2011, RDM and the “other” wash.

Still breezy and very warm at 19°C, great drying day then!
Probably post this last blog on Thursday and that will be it for a week.

Been getting things together for this trip, I've got more electrical connectors and cables for just about every eventuality including reverse polarity, basic set of tools and the weird thing is I'm more
concerned about things breaking or not working or not having the right stuff with us than we do when we set off with the 5er!  The list is now longer than our 55 point “going away with the 5er” check list, how can that be?


4 mile walk into El Parador and back calling into the site pub for a quick drink with Bryan, the resident Brit on site, came here to visit 12 years ago and never left.
Dinner and with no time left for Doms, TW and then bed, temperature still in the 20's.

Thursday 7th April 2011,
final preparations and a bit of shopping for the trip, weather looking great for the next week in Granada and Cordoba averaging 30°C+ during the day and 12°C at night.

We have ways of making you leave!

Ericks leaving

Pinic at the port

Just a little bit more roast chicken

Now you see them

Now you don't

Boules, the master game (not)

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