This really is a fantastic corner of the world and all that was needed was a matchbox toy type van painted red or green to pass by our window.
It wasn't my childhood home, that had been a few miles away and a different time of life when I had been superbly blonde from a bottle of peroxide and rather plump.
Our minds and attention should have been on the stunning views of the historic city, but the tubes of smarties on the desk kept distracting us.
The rusted lock proved to be quite a problem, but in the end we got underway with clearing away the wisteria and we unlocked the door to the secret garden
There was a lot of pleading in the community to make the voting fair. The registration input method was not exactly normal so you could understand their collective concern.
The random movements spied through the flimsy curtains intrigued her; she couldn't resist taking a peek - to discover the neighbours had purchased a new trampoline and were indulging in some moonlight bouncing.
the promise of a new job beckons in Mallorca, but as our noses wrinkle to the new frosty weather, the warmth of the apartment wins against venturing out to perform the dreaded dockwalk
The rider imposes his authority on the streets as his rollers effortlessly hop the tram tracks as he meanders his way though the traffic on his commute to work
The snake of a hawker did not hesitate to separate us from our dimes
Along all the roadsides in this quaint historic hillside village, the Wi-Fi is free, so long as you pledge a subscription to the communal database.