Tivissa Petanca Social
As you know I have been playing Petanca for a few years during which time I have made some good friends, had quite a few laughs, lost a few competitions, won hams, wine, cheese, dried sausages, olive oil and the odd cup. This year I can honestly say that when I have played – after the road trip – I have really enjoyed myself.
It’s Tivissas Fiesta this weekend so yesterday found us at the club for the Petanca Social. We arrived early just as the prizes were being set out under the trees they looked quite impressive.
This is a quiet little town, loads of history, located below the La Llena massif which overlooks the Petanca courts and football ground. Tivissa is part of a municipality which includes the village of La Serra d’Almos and the hamlets of Darmos and Llaberia, and can trace its origins back to prehistoric times, and during the Roman period amphorae’s were made here presumably to transport the Olive oil and wines that Catalunya was noted for even then.
The afternoon was cool, the mountains looking what they are, solid hard rock covered in pines and greenery, not soft like they do on a spring afternoon. Clouds were gathering but no rain, just a pleasant breeze, so a little practice was in order whilst everyone arrived and caught up on news.
To decide who plays in which team, the names of the pickers were assigned numbers then the names of everyone else are given numbers. Next all the numbers are placed into a container which was shaken then a number drawn and matched to a picker to make a team, simples. Once this was done we were allotted our courts and we wandered off to enjoy a few serious games.
The afternoon passed quickly, it seemed as though we had just started. Amador and I had won our group and were in the play offs, as we had played in doubles there were three teams of two. So I have posted the photos in order of last first. As always on these occasions the Alcalde was there to present the prizes accompanied by a young lady. You can see that there were smiles all round especially from me. We then repaired to the buffet which as always was well laid out with a selection of goodies to nibble on.
A Happy Chappie
Bon fiesta Tivissa. Oh and thank you once again to the Alcalde, I am fine now.
(c) Michael Douglas Bosc
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This is my friend Pep like me a sailor at heart. He is on the committee of Club Nautique and does the races. Now a while ago the local council decided that they would construct a cantilever walkway down river road. This has meant the road has been impassable for several weeks now with, as far as I can tell, only the paving actually done. As you have to traverse this small road to get to Club Nautique it obviously has an effect on them and their training hours. We visited the club one evening to see how things were going and although there were a few people there, it was nothing like it used to be, we could pick our table with no problems.
It was good to see Pep and his family again plus hear about how the club was doing in the various competitions, he has invited us to go with them to see for ourselves, and as soon as I have a free Sunday (no Petanca) I shall do just that.
We had a nice surprise the other morning one of the roses that had not flowered before had done so and two blooms at that. These are roses that a friend of my wife had dug up and was going to throw away, but before doing so she asked if we would like them. So duly planted last year we lost two but although the other survived no flowers. Then came this drought and taking in to consideration our water situation I did not expect them to survive but not only have they but bloomed as well isn’t nature wonderful.
As you can see from this photo it’s not only the roses that have ‘gone for it’ our grapevine has taken off like a rocket and is attempting to become a triffid. There are bunches of grapes on it but it has, despite my endeavours to curtail it, clambered around the fly free zone and into the walnut tree. Not content with all this it has stretched out to the door and is now attempting to grow across the FF door and on to goodness knows where. I often wonder just what we grow up here plants or things from outer space….
I used to think that talking about the weather was an English thing, not any more. Because we have had so little rain this year and it has been hotter than usual from around the end of April, everyone is talking about the heat. There is no common ground here though, it’s either very dry and very humid or thunder, lightening, loads of rain (we should be so lucky) with the accompanying floods. The sky still does its ‘look we’re storm clouds’ over us and still bugs off somewhere else, I’m not greedy even a little tinkle would be appreciated.
We did have some rain a few days ago but not enough to mention really, but I have, plus its so hot that you really don’t want to go outside, even the fly free zone is too much. Any breeze we have is the equivalent to a steam room and the humidity, well that hangs over everything in a cloud of mist you can’t see down the valley. Believe me I do not need to take the car to the wash, early morning with a clean cloth and its washed then sun-dried. I suppose the only thing
Survival Of The Fittist
You may or may not remember Buzz the humming bee who got stuck in the false apple, well a little while after that happened the wind gave a great puff and the supports – old wooden beams – gave up the ghost and fell down. The result was that I had to dig the plant up cut it right back and find somewhere else to plant it. The car port was the answer, so it went in at the back with its feet in the shade tied the stem to one of the poles made it a water dropper and left it to get on with things. Last year it made a feeble attempt to get going but this year its on the rampage again. Up and off over the roof of the car port which is what we wanted, it has actually flowered not as prolific as it originally did but the fact that it has done so is a bonus. The perfume in the evening wafts into the bedroom and is very much like Jasmine.
(c) Michael Douglas Bosc
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Well as always up here life is full of surprises. Take this morning, there we were getting ready for our visit to Riber Rojo when I heard my wife saying “not a chance sunshine”. It turned out, a young cat had suddenly appeared at the kitchen window and was obviously looking for food. Now this was definitely not a wild cat but a feral one. Thin, white coat with brown and dark markings. Word has obviously got around the wildlife, nothing changes up here.
Reina – Friend and Restaurant
Anyway, after this excitement, oh I almost forgot. Yesterday afternoon I needed to get some distilled water, so I needed to go into town but I could not find my bag. Now this was serious as my driving licence, money, phone and other things were in it. We tried ringing the phone in case I had left it in the car boot, nothing. I knew I had not left it on the beach as I had it when we went to the restaurant…… yep I had got up and walked out without it. A mad dash found me in town at Reina’s which was full to the gunnels with people enjoying drinks and meals.
As I walked towards the counter I was greeted with “ah senior tu balsa” where upon the young lady held up my bag. I cannot tell you what that senior moment did to my BP. I was so pleased with the honesty of these people, when I offered them some money as a reward they told me they were glad of my custom and that was enough. Now that is something to treasure and I do. I am quite steadfast about my food we have eaten here a few times and I can honestly say that it is excellent. So it was a nice surprise this morning when relating the story to Reina I discovered that the restaurant is run by his family, the Chef had studied in London. Oh yes Reina (pronounced Rayner) is the one in the middle.
Sand Sea and Sunshine
For the first time this year we went to the seaside proper, swimming costumes, umbrella, beach towels the lot. Now unlike the tourists we are not able to be out in the heat all day, but in the evening it is really pleasant to go to the beach which is un-crowded, and have a swim or just people watch. We spent a few hours then went home perfect end to a hot day.
Books and Things
I have been busy translating my books into Spanish. So most mornings we are up early doing the watering and any tidying such as the grape-vine which decided to pick Sunday morning to fall off the FFZ roof – the string broke – so there I was up the ladder with wire this time fixing it back into place. Then breakfast and translating, just another day in the life of an author…..
(c) Michael Douglas Bosc
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The above picture has nothing to do with my writing or translation of my books, it is just a picture of somewhere I would love to be when the translating gets tough. Since the beginning of the year I have been busy translating my books into Spanish, not easy I can assure you. I have a professional translator package but bless its cotton socks it does not understand nor like London slang. It therefore throws a wobbly and either ignores things – which is no problem – or completely changes everything. Grrrrr! But I have persevered with it and now have a few people who read the results and let me know where it does not make sense – and at first there was a fair bit of that. Then its back to the machine notes in hand and off we go again. It is at times like these that I am glad I have gone back to school to study Spanish plus my Professor gets a little light reading.
The first book I translated was An East-End Boy – Un Nino de Final Este. This was where the translator first got upset and changed things around. As it was pointed out to me it had taken a woman’s name and in translation altered it, thus turning her into a rapist, hey ho. So it was back to the beginning and start again. This time carefully checking things like Mr and Mrs making sure they were correct. It was amazing, ‘Trans’ would leave them unchanged then later in the book change them into the Spanish. So it was read, check then read check again. Ask one of my readers to check it over then back to the beginning again. However, after all this it was done and is now out on Kindle.
My latest book for translation is A Perilous Future – Un Futuro Peligroso. This was not too difficult as like most things after the first time you begin to get the hang of it. ‘Trans’ still threw a wobbly now and then but I was ready for most of them. It didn’t stop me from wishing from time to time I was in that picture though, especially late at night. Gradually we have come to an agreement, ‘Trans’ does the job I installed him to do, then I go through and correct everything I can, which in the last book was not much before passing to a reader. We then make any corrections necessary and finally we have a book for publication. By the time you read this Un Futuro Peligroso will be out on Kindle.
I have since learnt to treat this programme with patience and understanding much as you would a child learning to read. All in the hope that my next book will go even better.
(c) Michael Douglas Bosc
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