Festival of celtic pork.

On Saturday we went to the Fiesta de Porca Celta with our neighbours. Porca Celta is a local rare breed of pig. The Celtic Pig was prevalent in Galicia before the Franco era and almost died out, but is now being bred commercially again by a group of enthusiasts. The oak forests around Sarria areContinue reading “Festival of celtic pork.”

Appreciating my neighbourhood

Facebook reminded me yesterday that it is eighteen years since we made the descsion to buy this house. We had first viewed it a couple of months earlier, and we were on our second viewing trip in the area. After a couple of days, we realised that each time we saw a house; we comparedContinue reading “Appreciating my neighbourhood”

Out in nature: A resolution

Is it a failed walk or a successful day out? You decide. This is a story about failure and eventual success. (Kind of) so I’ll start with an explanation and a resolution.About eight years ago, I discovered I had a back problem. Not unusual as we get older, but to cut a long story short,Continue reading “Out in nature: A resolution”

A Rainy Day out in the mountains

We always celebrate birthdays in our house, sometimes extending the celebration over days or even a week. Small pleasures have replaced expensive gifts. A day at the beach or in the mountains, an enjoyable meal out. Time to read books or do jigsaws, and eat chocolate or treats — anything that breaks up our normalContinue reading “A Rainy Day out in the mountains”

The mystery of the metallic manure.

When we moved to the Galicia fourteen years ago, we had never lived in the countryside before. We couldn’t speak either the local Galician language used by our neighbours or Castilian Spanish. Over the years, there have been many misunderstandings because of both language and lack of rural experience. I can’t hope to explain howContinue reading “The mystery of the metallic manure.”

Publication, Prayer and Pilgrims.

The week after I publish a book is always strange and often, I mooch about the house, not quite knowing what to do with myself. In theory, I start the next book, but the time immediately before the publication date is so intense that I have to shake that off before I can think ofContinue reading “Publication, Prayer and Pilgrims.”