At the time I was a happy camper when the boiler arrived September 30th, even… Read the postThe Damn Boiler and farewell to not a very beautiful relationship
By now my solar system was properly sorted and purring along nicely, but the same could… Read the postBoiler what boiler and which one now?
Felix continued putting form in the land around the masia – re-distrubiting the stony ground,… Read the postConcentrating on the outside for a bit
So. It has been a long time since I have been on this page, maybe… Read the postThe Finca Diaries Revisited
Before the solar installation, I needed to create an access road to the house. In… Read the postThe forest ranger, the tractor man and being prosecuted
II had paid my deposits, signed my contracts, and solar man Antonio applied for a… Read the postMasia Lavanda gets solar!
So I was in Spain, trying to fulfill a dream like everyone else, being drawn… Read the postEx-pats and why we are friends and why we shoud not be – maybe
Of course I did move in eventually, but it took some time. Bit by… Read the postMoving in poco a poco
As it happens no cracks showed. James returned to England, as I did for a… Read the postTime marches at the finca
I have been meaning to write about Felix for ages. I have known him almost… Read the postThe stone man of El Maestrat
I have been here on and off for seven years, and now mostly on. I… Read the postIs this the most beautiful spot in El Maestrat?
May rushed by, and then June arrived with the dying wild flowers and an increasing… Read the postJuly and the roof
Let me tell you something that may come as a surprise. It is not… Read the postThe Phoenix from the rubble
El Maestrat is full of characters that have wandered in from somewhere else. There is… Read the postMeet Charles, uh, no John – a character in EL Maestrat
So to get back to my arrival in EL Maestrat, and the start of a… Read the postRain, rain, and more rain
It was agreed that the masia would be re-built come the 7th of September 2009 and… Read the postThe real work on the masia starts…
I went back to Liverpool, bereft, and yet strangely full of hope. Another part of… Read the postMy lovely cabin
There comes a point when you decide to get out and cut your losses and… Read the postEuros to the wind
As it happens the dilemma of getting rid of this man was solved for me… Read the post“This man” gets a name – testicles
A month later I was back, extremely nervous, to see what lovely surprise awaited me… Read the postWhere is my casita amongst other things?
Before this man knocked my house down, he took off the roof. He then charged… Read the postMy masia bites the dust
So there I was, not happy with Paco, and I meet a man, even more… Read the postBeing taken by a rogue
I don’t think I would have bought Masia Lavanda if it had not been for the… Read the postTrying to find a builder
This scene is somewhere beyond Ares with its medieval prison cell in front of the… Read the postLife at the old homestead
Here, because so many people are asking about Masia Lavanda, I will have concentrated solely… Read the postThe early days of Masia Lavanda