The Postman Never Rings Twice

Living in the centre of buzzing San Jose we're lucky that we actually have a postman. Those in the country have to rent a postbox in the post office and call in to collect their mail.

We have quite a funky postbox on our gate - bought at the long gone Sunday fleamarket at Ponylandia for 5 Euros - but I was worried that should we have heavy rain, it would let in water and ruin important letters.

I needn't have fretted. In over four years in the village we've never had one letter delivered when it was raining!

Hit The Decks

In an effort to be all modern our sunken garden by the barbecue house is having a facelift courtesy of Dean the carpenter (0034 690 058 741) who's putting some ultra trendy decking in for us. There'll be more tales of Dean when I get round to it but here's a little photoboard to give you a taste of the progress...

Another day and it'll all be finished.......and the story so far (9 May) is that we only have to paint the wall white and have the spotlights fitted into the decking.