After a steep climb east out of San Enrique, a great view to warm the hearts of patriotic British friends and raise the hackles of ardent internationalist friends from various countries ... a little piece of England parked on the Iberian Peninsula ... just across the water, a little piece of Spain, parked in Africa ... Ceuta ... viewed from the moon these boundaries don't exist at all, apparently (I've never been) .... and for observant readers, England and Britain are not the same ...
Anyway, en route to the view, this scruffy little house for sale ... surrounded by some rather grand villas ... fenced like a prison and called Bigote ... which means moustache in Spanish, but feel free to imagine an amusing use for the place ... in the interests of peace and harmony, I decline to comment ...
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