This is how close we are to the Med. You can clearly see Mallorca. How long will this view be with us we wonder?
Perhaps six months - thro summer?
I have been looking at the novel today and edited lots out. I am trying to get back on track to finish it soon before end of April. I need time to do long stints at it and hoping to do that this week and next.
I have a story going up on the internet end of the month and looking forward to seeing that in print. (online of course)
I've just looked at this by clicking on the picture - Brian doesn't look a day over FIFTY FIVE DOES HE?
Happy Birthday Angie! It is a bunch of branches and don't they look good. We saw them in a garden on the way home from our walk.
Angie told me, when I phoned her today that it had been really hot in Perth this summer and still very hot in Adelaide. She was happy tucking into roast chicken and it seemed she was only minutes away - not nine hours on a plane.
Look at that blue sky - been like this for most of the first quarter of the year with perhaps a week of tramantana wind and rain. Fingers crossed it stays like this for the rest of the week and weekend - Semana Santa...
This is the plan we were given ten years ago when we put the deposit down for our apartment.
The reasons for showing this is
1) show you the hotel that is being knocked down behind us, the curved building.
2) show our apartment, the roof terrace is in yellow and also there is a small one at the back - which hopefully you will see if you click on the picture. The top floor of the apartment, not the roof area, is our living room, that has a yellow highlight on too and there is a small terrace as well.
The blue is of course the sea. The castille is not showing on the plan. The right hand side is the opening to Ciutadella harbour.
This is the school I went to when I was eleven. The dormitory is the same as the one I first slept in when I started. I was terrified.
This school was opened by Warehouseman and Drapers for children having lost their fathers. My mother worked in Bentalls in Kingston and through that she applied for me to go there. I was the only girl to come from divorced parents. All the others only had a mother, most of them lost their fathers during the war.
I must say, while there, I hated it. But on reflection I have a soft spot for the place. I just hated being away from my mum.
We can see the sea and also the ruins of the hotel.
Mind you we had a vista of the sea before, to the left of the hotel, but for the next few months we will be able to watch the ferry come back and forth from Mallorca. It is on its way into the harbour which is a two minute walk from our place.
Another nice sunny day, as most of them have been this year.
Mothers' day tomorrow, June and Dennis are coming out with us for lunch in the port.
Back to my novel - now the building has finished in the apartment. I am doing an edit on the first 30,000 words then will plod on.
Brian won't see much of me for the next two months. Busy, busy. My editor is expecting the finished thing or a synopsis (a full one) of the novel. He will be doing some cooking methinks!
I am expecting to write four hours in the morning and at least another five in the afternoon/evening after a siesta. Watch this space.
If you want to know why there is an American flag on the castille - google - Admiral David Glasgow Farragut or his father Jorge Farragut. Very interesting if you have the time and the inclination.