Guests ...

.... guests arrived one month on from Stanhope departure ... ex-neighbours Lynda and Neil from three doors along Wear Terrace plus Neil's son and Barcelona artist Reece ... useful for quick sanity check, since they know me well enough ... and it appears that a month of solitude in a surrealish house has not unhinged me ... and plenty of time for philosophy ... always helpful to leaven the thinking, reading and writing with some conversation ... back to Marbella with them today ready for their temporary return to Stanhope and Barca ... Spain has seduced them and they are on their way in a couple of months ... so, if anyone is looking for teachers of English, maybe around Valencia, post a comment on here and they will be in touch ...

The promised photograph never materialised ... maybe one of them can post one on so readers can see them ... the blog is thin on pics, an omission to be addressed.

Speaking of which, and getting back into cynical vein ... taking the Toll Road to Marbella afforded some new views of urbanisations ... let's see what beauties may be captured .... think Holywood taste ... the Land of Oz keeps popping into mind ... all fur coat and no knickers ... a quantum physics view of cement and plastic as materials from Danah Zohar, suggested that such brutalist structures (albeit fancified) were inert, not wearing and weathering with the house, the elements and the inhabitants.

Photo expedition on the way!

As for guests, the first ones have been fun and enabled a review of the facilities as well as some heavy lifting to clear more space. Since one looks differently when others are present, it may be an idea to dust in the corners and even move ornaments a bit ... or move the ornaments into a cupboard ... these are not their expressed observations, they may wish to comment ... like trip advisor for house sitters ...

A week to recover from the excitement, then Claire arrives ... the one responsible for landing me here in the first place ...