Spring! Some say it is the best season of them all. 

So, Tuesday 28th February was Día de Andalucía, the special day for the region that stretches right across the south of Spain, the region that includes the Province of Almería, which is where I live.

In the last blog I spoke about the romantic month of February, so now I thought I would tell you my own romantic tale of February.

In the Western calendar February is known as the month of love because, of course, February 14th, St. Valentine’s Day.

“Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day”, so said The Mamas and the Papas! So it is, that generally no one likes Mondays, except retired people, of course! The end of the weekend, the start of the week at work.

Every year we look forward to the new year, and hope for everything to be better than before. That may mean setting goals in the form of resolutions, perhaps to exercise more, eat healthier or read more books, for instance.

Normally my Christmas preparations start in September, when I prepare the Christmas cake and pudding. However, this year I decided to have a change, for various reasons. Christmas cake and pudding are great on Christmas Day, but as there is only John and I, we end up with a lot left over for the ensuing days, plus I also made my two-tier Wedding Cake this year, for the July celebration, so we have had a lot of rich fruit cake this year.

The year is almost over, and the New Year’s resolutions made in January this year are due to be completed in a month. How many of them have you already achieved? All or most of them I hope!

They say that our children are our legacy, and in many ways it is true. There is surely a little of us in each of our children and grandchildren.

Halloween, like many other notable annual dates, originated from a pagan festival. However, I don’t remember much about Halloween from my childhood, it was the USA influence that brought children going from house-to-house trick or treating, and people dressing up in ghostly apparel. More latterly Halloween has been a good excuse for a party in the UK.

People often ask me about the way I write, and sometimes they are talking about whether I have a regular routine, sitting down at my desk for so many hours per day etc.

Ever village, town and city has a fiesta, or two or more.