Tales of the Lecrin Valley

A personal view of life in an andalusian village.

Our six month sojourn in Casablanca is over and we are now back with our new daughter, Aya.  She is a lovely little two year old, bright as a button and full of fun.  She is lapping up her new life here in the Valley of Happiness and is living up to the valley’s name. 

 August has been hot this year, with temperatures regularly climbing into the 40’s and the drop this last week to more manageable low 30’s and cooler evenings is very welcome for those of us who didn’t have the whole of August off, but had to carry on working.  We have been reliably informed by the cabañuelas http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caba%C3%B1uelas that the weather will be fine until December and who are we to argue with them???  I don’t know if Manolo the local supermarket owner who told us this is a member of this ancient sect, but nothing surprises me any more in the valley so he could quite well be the head honcho of ACECA. 

September brings a very abrupt halt to the holidaymakers here in the valley and on Saturday I managed to park in the Saleres church square for the first time for over a month.  Anyone know the Spanish for grockles?  There were the usual sons and daughters here to see the family in their Mercedes, (it’s too much of a coincidence that everyone who left Saleres to work elsewhere has made it big-time, so I wonder if they save up during the rest of the year and hire a Merc to impress the rest of the village in August) and that made for lots of parties and drinking outside the houses in the cool of the evenings.

I will endeavour to be more forthcoming in the future as the silly season is now over, so please keep looking at the blog and bump us up the Google rankings.