Wood at last!: Tues, Jan 21, 2003

Well, the wood has finally arrived! A little man in a big truck dropped it in the drive. Anybody know what 2 tonnes of wood looks like?…a bloody lot I can tell you. Spent the next 3 hrs moving it up to the top terrace behind the villa and then packing it neatly against the wall. Looks pretty good actually. Tonight I’m going to have the “mother of all fires”. Rocky and Leo helped. Well, not really! They kept nicking bits and bringing them back down again. Moving the wood turned out to be an experience not unlike “walking uphill in sand” or even “pissing against the wind”, I guess.

So just when the water got connected; got loads of wood for the fire; the telephone landline was organised and everything started coming together….Jack came to see me. Now Jack is a really nice bloke. A University biologist by trade and an ex-pat for most of his life, his travels have ended up in Orgiva, Alpujarras. He’s without doubt the most disorganised and scruffy man I’ve ever met. His mind must be very clever though, but I think he thinks too fast. His dialogue consists of joining together bits of various sentences and then talking to you. Basically, you have to decipher each sentence into little bits and then put various bits together again in some semblance of order to see what he was saying. Spanish is much easier! After a visit from Jack you end up knowing no more than when he arrived. In fact he turned up one evening last week to tell me he had “no news”.

To compound things Lanjarón has just had the first snow it’s had for 16 years. Snowploughs (where did they come from?????) cleared it in a few hours.

Written by:
Richard Hartley

Richard is an avid blogger and the founder of Spanish Highs Sierra Nevada. He is author of the Cicerone Guidebook Walking and Trekking in the Sierra Nevada