Mr Melon Man – THE FINAL

  “BOM DIA”  Mr. Melon Man swings his machete at an alarmingly wide arc shouting ‘Bom Dia’ – Valencia for good morning. Having been ‘told’ that this beautiful man stood before me will be instrumental in my life I have been patiently waiting for him to arrive for the last six months.  Jumping out ofContinue reading “Mr Melon Man – THE FINAL”

I Dance On Your Grave – A Celebration

Once Upon A Time,….The clock struck the twelfth hour, a boom of doom to wake the dead. Fairy godmother splutters, coughs and wheezes, her beating wings extracting yet more much needed air from her lungs drops to the floor, writhing in sheer agony. A metamorphous commences – some unknown and unbecoming force transforms fairy intoContinue reading “I Dance On Your Grave – A Celebration”

Where Are You Mr Melon Man? PART 4

  The thing about waiting is that while your consciously doing it, nothing seems to progress at lightening speed.   I am waiting for the melon man to arrive.  While I wait and wait some more I begin to think the psychic perception is a little off key.  That old friend called doubt begins toContinue reading “Where Are You Mr Melon Man? PART 4”

Where Are You Mr Melon Man PART 3

I look at the clock It’s 1pm, and five minutes later than I last looked.  I’m ready to go.  Well, I say ready – I’m physically ready.  I’m washed, dressed and I have some wine and homemade biscuits to take with me.  I look at the clock again jeez what do you expect it to do?Continue reading “Where Are You Mr Melon Man PART 3”

Where Are You Mr Melon Man? PART 2

Our first perceptions of someone are the ones that really count.  That five to twenty second all inclusive sense busting moment where you can’t help but evaluate aspects of someone’s outer wrapping.  Somehow that outer wrapping acts as a map to a person’s inner psyche.   Some of us are better at psyche map readingContinue reading “Where Are You Mr Melon Man? PART 2”

Where Are You Mr Melon Man? PART 1

 one positive side to having all your possessions stolen is you can’t sit in front of the TV all day.  Even if I’d still managed to hang on to the TV, I wouldn’t have had any electricity anyway!  With everything ‘gone’ aka stolen, during the first two days of arrival the solar panels and theContinue reading “Where Are You Mr Melon Man? PART 1”

A Party On A Chicken’s Lip PART 2

I arrive at the plaza with a good dose of enthusiasm and curiosity.  This is my first fiesta as a new resident of the village. I greet Pedro and his eyebrows raise in what appears to be surprise that I am attending the local shin dig.   Wouldn’t miss it for the world!  Where elseContinue reading “A Party On A Chicken’s Lip PART 2”

A Party on A Chicken’s Lip

To me, being natively English speaking the word ‘Fiesta’ means a smallish economical car made by the Ford Motor Company.  To the Spanish, the word ‘fiesta’ means any excuse to have or as they say, ‘make’ a party!  And, when I say ‘make’ a party….that is exactly what I mean.  They really do make their own fun.Continue reading “A Party on A Chicken’s Lip”