Cohabitation…

So to (sort of) round off all of my Spain posts (now I’ve said this there will probably be ten more for me to write in the future), here is perhaps the most important of them all… To summarise: living with strangers sucks. Now if you have a job, just take 30 seconds to imagineContinue reading “Cohabitation…”

Unpacked and over ‘ere…

And so finally my homecoming post arrives. It’s only two (okay three) weeks late…did I mention I was a horrific procrastinator? You might have read my blog post “Dropping Dollar Bill$” when I talked about booking my ticket home, well I actually arrived back in the UK on the 9th of August. A little partContinue reading “Unpacked and over ‘ere…”

Walk the walk…

As a companion to my “Talk the talk..” post, I thought I’d give you some handy tips about what you should ask the people you’re going to be staying with pre-departure. I obviously failed miserably at this, I was met at the airport to find the family had a third son I had completely no ideaContinue reading “Walk the walk…”

Talk the talk…

So being the all around kind and giving person I am (just call me your fairy godmother), here are some useful Spanish words and phrases for all you wannabe au pairs…or for those of you that just want to brush up on your vocab… ¡Ven aqui! – Come here ¡Venga! – Come ¡Mira! – LookContinue reading “Talk the talk…”

We no speak Americano…

According to the little girl I’ve been looking after, my English is terrible and I’m not from England. Me and her dad had a good old chuckle about this. In all seriousness though, if this trip has shown me anything, its how bloody awful my Spanish is. I’d like to think I was one ofContinue reading “We no speak Americano…”

Dropping dolla bill$…

In case you didn’t know, that’s gangster rap talk for spending money. And I’ve just dropped a lot of it…in fact, hang on, let me sit down a moment…I’m feeling a bit faint… Why, oh why, are flights from Spain to London so bloody expensive? It cost me £70 quid to fly out here, includingContinue reading “Dropping dolla bill$…”

Siesta fiesta…

I came up with the idea for this post at three in the morning. Why? You ask me… It’s because I had a bloody siesta yesterday. Siestas are much like the Child Catcher in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang…they lure you in with the promise of two shiny hours sleep and then bam, you’re lying awakeContinue reading “Siesta fiesta…”

And I would walk five hundred miles…

And I would walk five hundred more…*sings obnoxiously in hideously inaccurate Scottish accent* If there was a memo, I’ve missed it. I don’t understand. The practise seemed even more prevalent in Laredo… Since I’ve been here I’ve noticed that its a “thing” for three quarters of the beach population to walk, nay stride, purposely upContinue reading “And I would walk five hundred miles…”

Shits and giggles…

Well here I am again with another poo related post for you. “Matter” for those of you with a more sensitive stomach… Don’t lie, you’ve been waiting for this all week. Well there I was, going about my daily business, making sandcastles and building ‘mountains’ with the kids when all of a sudden, the baby freezesContinue reading “Shits and giggles…”

What not to do at the beach…

Aside from the aforementioned perils associated with beach-going (invest in a good pair of sunglasses, the dark tinted ones obscure the jiggle a little), there are a number of things about the beach that just down right piss me off. Want me to share? Well I’m going to anyway… Would it be absolute sacrilege toContinue reading “What not to do at the beach…”