When I left Moscow I was only in the UK overnight down at my Mother-in-law’s house before leaving in the early hours to get to Bristol airport (the cheapest flight to Spain I could find by a long way). When I arrived my parents were there to meet me at the airport and my Dad seemed a lot better than when I left them only a few weeks earlier when he was still in hospital. I spent a week helping my mum out with things and mixing concrete and filling up some footings/foundation of the hen house they were building. My Dad would still have to go in hospital for a biopsy but not until the new year. Whilst I was out there I did get to see the Finca my brother has just bought too, a crumbling farmhouse that has a large part of it as ‘cave house’ dug right out of the surrounding ground, and it also comes with 9 acres of land mostly laid down with olive and almond trees at the moment, but more about that in separate post.
When I returned to the UK it had been hit with snow, a lot of it but luckily at that stage not near Bristol Airport, and not near to Lou’s mum’s place hardly. The next day I met Lou when she arrived back from Moscow, and we then spent just over a week at her Mum’s place for Christmas during which time I had many dramas with trying to get a new laptop that only eventually got resolved well into the New Year. Christmas was nice although we had a problem getting my new Russian visa, that again only got resolved after the Russian Christmas break (runs from 31st December until 10th January).
Lou and I headed off to Spain on 27th December and once again my Dad looked much better still, although he was still having breathing difficulties. We stayed with my parents until 2nd Jan, then we headed over to Alicante for a couple of days which was fantastic as we hadn’t had any time alone for 3 or 4 weeks at that point, and we love the city. the day after we got back from Alicante and the day before we were due to return to the UK my Dad lost his footing on some gravel and fell over, when he put his arm out to break his fall his dislocated his shoulder. He was then in Hospital for 4 days, so we rebooked our flights back to the UK until the Saturday, this also meant further delays with his biopsy, this is now booked in for sometime in the next few days. When we got back to the UK, the snow had fallen again, this time much heavier and more serious, and as I already said we had more visa issues, so we ended up being back in Portsmouth for another 10 days until my Birthday on 19th January when my passport and visa arrived back in the morning, so we booked the overnight flight and off we went that day.
I was going to do a longer series of posts about things that happened over the Christmas period to go with the photos I took, but I decided to keep it brief and stick witht he two posts.