I am once again feeling human again. Weeks have gone by - Alistair flew over from Spain and saved me from my insomnia and then kidnapped me to Spain for a couple of weeks. It was nice to see the animals and we managed to pick enough olives for Alistair to take to the mill and give us a few large containers of olive oil. It is a bumper year for olives this year after two bad ones and the olive groves are full of locals either hitting their trees with sticks to collect their crop or milking them with their hands as we do which is much more theraputic and seems less cruel somehow. It was nice to have the sun on my skin and be able to sit outside in the evening. The garden looked beautiful because of Lisa's hard work and it was an amazing comparison from our Ludlow garden, all empty and colour-less. The garden looked like an English garden in summer.
Alistair and I flew back to Ludlow last week and I bought myself a very furry hat and am back in my walking boots to manage the snowy pavements. We arrived back in time for the Medieval Festival, filled with costumes, soldiers and roasting pigs. It was fun for us but not so sure for the poor medieval stall holders who must have been freezing after standing for two days and an evening. The town was heaving with visitors and the shops did a roaring trade. We managed to find an open fire and some hot whisky toddys in our local. Tomorrow Alistair flies back to Spain, and i shall miss him terribly - but I have something to look forward to, as we have arranged for Dylan our Westie to be brought over to be with me. He leaves Spain tomorrow ( Thursday) and will arrive in Ludlow on Saturday - so we have been out buying bed, bowls and a padded coat for him as we think the shock in change of weather is not something he will take kindly too. Alistair is not wanting to go but till we sell the house we don't have a choice - that is if we can get to the airport tomorrow, the snow is falling heavily at present