
The Neighbour Who Knew More About Our House Than We Did
One of the strange things about owning a house in Spain is discovering that other ...
KEEP READINGOur Journey to Eastern Spain

One of the strange things about owning a house in Spain is discovering that other ...
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It happened slowly enough that we didn’t notice at first. You expect children to pick ...
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I hadn’t meant to do it. Honest guv. That’s the truth. I’d made tea, the ...
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You can live somewhere for weeks and still be a visitor. You can know where ...
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We said we wouldn’t decide on a Friday. That was the rule. Nothing that changes ...
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The last time I wrote, we were on a flight back to Devon. That part ...
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We said it out loud in the car so we wouldn’t wriggle out of it: ...
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There’s a single exposed lightbulb hanging from the ceiling in the hallway. It’s been there ...
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Working from Spain sounds lovely when you say it out loud. “Just bringing the laptop ...
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It started with just one. A single courgette, in a crumpled Lidl bag, left quietly ...
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Marta here. Let’s get straight to it: living in Spain is basically like taking your ...
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Bryan called it “urban orientation.” I called it “wandering until something interesting appears.” Either way, ...
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Right. So, Easter. Marta here. Slightly sweaty, confused, and emotionally side-eyed by a chick-topped cake. ...
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It starts with the first orange blossom. That smell—you know the one—that tells you winter ...
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Christmas is done, right? WRONG. You think you’re in the clear, ready to crawl into ...
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I knew the honeymoon phase would end. I just thought it might be a little ...
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