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This week has seen us wandering around various places and being dirty stop outs. Take Friday for instance. Because of the heat weekday games don’t start until the evening around 6pm. Off we trotted to the club for a few games of Petanca, finished around 8pm then headed for the coast.  The idea was that we had a wander round, go for dinner then home. Nothing difficult there you think, weeellll, with us there is.

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We arrived to find Hospitalet in fiesta mode,  street races for kids on small motor bikes – all well organised with a solid wall of parents, family and onlookers to mark the boundaries –  three stages, two with groups tuning up and one with a dance school performing. We stopped and watched this for a while before wandering off towards the marina and restaurants.

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On the way there was a small market set up near the night club, from where we could hear jazz music coming. Ah now that sounds interesting we thought, so we wandered round the back of the market towards the club which had tables and chairs  set out and a jazz quartet playing. We sat down ordered a drink and began to listen to the music. They would have been rather good if they had shot the piano player, who when they got going, would stop playing, make comments then start-up again, they never actually finished anything let alone started, still we enjoyed it.

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We then decided it was time to wander down to the restaurants by the marina and what a surprise we had.  All along the road, which was closed off, was a fun fair.  Children and youngsters on various rides squealing with delight and generally enjoying themselves, whilst their parents looked on and took photographs.  Eventually we arrived at the restaurants only to find them full to over flowing. There was only one thing for it, walk back along the sea-shore and head for the ‘Black Pearl’….  No Jack wasn’t there, but we did have a really good meal.

We eventually arrived back home around 2am tired but happy.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

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At last Christmas, New year and Three Kings have passed now things can return to normal. Here on the 5th of January the Three Kings herald the end of the festivities and the christmas lights are taken down.  Although we did not go to the Three Kings we decided to take a wander round the town to see the lights before they disappeared.

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I must explain that Three Kings is celebrated here as the night the Three Wise Men took gifts to Jesus.  The square in front of the Adjuntament is cleared and a nativity set up behind a small warm bonfire – it is enclosed and tended – then three thrones are set out on the steps of the church.  When the Kings arrive the children go up and tell them what they would like for presents and if they have been good, bit like Father Christmas.  Now if they have not been good they are given a piece of coal – black honeycomb – I often think the kids would like the sweets anyway.

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Mora is a small town but although there is a squeeze in Spain the lights they put up would not have disgraced Oxford Street and they did not cost as much either.  The main street had balls of coloured lights in varying sizes strung diagonally across the road giving the impression of the universe. The street leading to the Adjuntament (town hall) was hung with sheets of white lights that sparkled and gave the impression of sheets of diamonds.  Whilst three other streets were hung with bows with the lamp-posts decked to look like diamond and ruby earrings with a blue fountain at the end. Mind you I did notice the reindeer had been hungry as some of the apple lights had been nibbled.  But telling you is not the same as showing you so here are a few pictures hope you enjoy.

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Well there they are I hope you enjoy them.

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

 

 

 

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The other day we were sitting drinking coffee on the terrace when Bobbin Robbin paid us a visit. He landed on one of the plant pots then hopped down under the table.  I said ‘hello what are you up to?’ but he ignored me and hopped towards my wife and the following conversation took place.

Bobbin Robbin: Peck peck

My Wife: Hello Bobbin what do want?

BR: It’s all right for you humans you can get a drink anytime you want but there is no water up here and we birds are thirsty.

MW: So what do you want me to do?

BR: Build us a Water Bar so we can have a drink

MW: Is that all?

BR: Well if it was big enough for the odd bath it would be even better.

MW: You cheeky bird and when would you like this built?

BR: Oh no rush anytime today will be fine.

Thus the conversation finished. I was surprised to see my wife rise and wander off to look for a suitable dish. How does that bird do it? I must remember to ask him.

Anyway I had some wood to cut so I left them to it and went up the field. When I returned I found that not only had a water bar been installed but cemented in place and filled.  Then the trouble began.  The Great Tits had decided that bar would also make a good bath and promptly proceeded to prove just that.  There were several birds in the tree and some on the ground shouting the odds about not being able to get a drink. When at last the bird finished there was no water, so a great deal of tweeting went on until the bar was filled again.

Now every morning there is a lot of shouting and hollering until the bar is filled again and as I say to my wife “you built it and filled it your problem” and at 7o’clock in the morning that is a sound fact.

Here are a few of the regulars who drink at the Water Bar:

When Big Blue arrived the others gave him a wide berth but he just had a couple then flew off.  You should have heard Bobbin then all returned to normal.

Then just as I thought I’d seen it all this happened.  Bobbin hopped onto the Water Bar looked directly at my wife with the camera said “thank you we really appreciate the Bar”  then flew off.  You see birds are grateful.

Bobbin Robbin saying thank you

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This is the Club House

We have liked this little summer sailing club ever since we have been here. It sits by the side of the river Ebro, quiet in the late autumn and the early part of the year. But come July an air of expectancy arrives, what date will it open this favourite place, who will be running the bar, will they be any good? Over the past years we have seen good and bad students running it. This year we were in for a treat.  Mohammed, Paul, and  Ivan took over, it was like an open air restaurant.  Waiter service, drinks and snacks were brought to your table, tables wiped and cleared no mess anywhere these young men showed a talent for people care.

A typical evening

When you consider that the girls and boys who train for the muleta races are there every night plus parents and friends it says a lot.  I have been watching them play chess and played the odd game, I do like chess, whilst others play cards as they wait for their turn in the boats.

Then off they go 6 to a boat rowing down stream with the current but pulling hard as they come back up against a 6knt flow again and again.  Sitting there in the evening looking out over the river with a cool glass of beer or wine and a gentle breeze, whilst watching the youngsters training is very pleasant.

There is also a swimming pool here for members, which is well used, especially in the afternoons. Not only by the grown-ups but but the young people as well.  We often arrives in the evening to see them coming from the pool to sit with their friends. There are bar meals available at reasonable prices, so like us people come to eat.

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This year there the anual Mora Marisca was cancelled, so there was much activity as boats were taken to other villages on the river for racing.  We managed to catch some of them and the pictures below are an indication of the size of a muleta, which takes 6-8 youngsters to move. This weekend is the last one the bar is open till next year so we are sitting here enjoying our last meal of the season, looking out over the river.  I hope you enjoy our favourite summer bar.

The Races

      

                 

And the outcome of all this fun? Why the girls got a cup 3rd but it is still a cup!  Well done senoritas!!

The Parakeets??  Well they live in the trees by the hospital behind the club, and squark and fly around.  One complements the other.

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Well this has certainly been a weekend of mixed events, we had intended to go to the Mora Morisca on Saturday but as is normal things went a little differently.

It started with the inverter going kaput and with the World Cup Final on Sunday we really had to go into Reus to get a replacement. Priorities rule and football being a must my wife did not pick up her camera football!! So about 5pm we set off going round the town as the streets were blocked off for the fiesta.  After purchasing the replacement, we drove back to town and parked the car walking to the old part which was decorated with banners flags and various coulorful awnings. There were stalls selling various cheeses, dried sausages, herbs and sweets with displays of craft work smithies, glass blowing metal and woodworkers. At the top of the town were the birds of prey falcons, owls, an eagle and one or two I do not know. 

Walking down to the main square we found people dressed in medieval clothes both Spanish and Moorish with plenty of bars open. We had been invited to join some friends in their house overlooking the square and spent a very pleasant hour in good company. Whilst there the owner of the bar outside the house asked if he could run a large screen off their electrics to show the football, this all arranged we decided to leave as we needed to eat.  We did not go down town to watch the match it was too hot for us but we saw it on tv and heard the celebrations the flashes of the fireworks could be seen from over the hills.

Then this morning about 7am I heard a noise outside the bedroom and found to my delight a small eagle. It had flown into the  small gazebo outside the sitting room window but was thankfully unhurt, life can be full of wonderful sights at times.

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