No escape

Bank holidays = traffic jams and that is a fact. It is the reason why my father in law would never go out on one.

In spite of all the promises for the N332, there were traffic jams on the coast road at Torrevieja which took until 3:30 in the afternoon to clear.

We had our own traffic jam outside the house.

Our Spanish neighbours who bought the house next door only use it occasionally. They will come in the summer to use the pool a few times and will have the odd barbecue when the weather is good. Yesterday though they arrived in force and filled the parking space on the other side of the calle.

When someone parks a Mercedes Vito van opposite my driveway, it makes it very difficult for me to get my car out and even more difficult to get it back in. It wasn't as if I could ask them to move the van - there was no where for the it to go. The vehicles were parked so close together; they'd have had to move the lot to clear a space opposite my drive.

No pasa nada - we went for a walk around the estate instead and then did a bit of clearing up outside.

Just as well we we stayed in because the children next door kept loosing their ball into our garden. Somehow, 'can we have our ball back' sounds so much better in Spanish than it does in English. That is until you have heard it for the fifth or sixth time.

By the early evening they had all gone and peace was returned. I expect the children slept well last night and are probably a little hoarse today. It may take a day or two for our hearing to return to normal.