Tag Archives: Roads

Falling In Love Again

Liñeiras has a new resident, and I’m desperately in love. She’s twenty-eight years old, of a chalky complexion, some might say she’s a bit of a looker, will go anywhere and do anything, likes to get dirty, is a bit … Continue reading

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France, on the Way to Spain

As an Hispanophile I have recently considered France as a ‘necessary evil’ between England and Spain, should one be forced to use the roads rather than the sea or air. I have been there on multiple holidays, including one where Amanda and … Continue reading

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The ‘Old Firm’ is Back Together for its Swansong

Since purchasing the big red van I’ve been on a quest to find the perfect co-driver for my trip to Galicia, to ensure the safe passage of all our valuable possessions (and Amanda’s shoes and handbags).  The choice of an … Continue reading

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A Big Red Addition to the Family

I don’t know whether statistics exist that inform on the average number of cars that someone owns within their lives. I suspect that if they do, there is a chance that I’m slightly above average with twenty-five vehicles in twenty-seven years … Continue reading

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The Car Park of Midgets

I’m still desperately trying to find someone or something else to blame but am reluctantly coming to the conclusion that I will just have to shoulder the embarrassment and accept full unmitigated responsibility. Various possible reasons for my vehicular faux … Continue reading

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