Sunday, 30 September 2012

Apocalypto

Anyone who's been watching the BBC's coverage of events in Southern Spain over the last month or so could be forgiven for tuning in next week to see if Plague or Famine is the next Act of God to be visited on the hotter part of the Iberian Peninsula. There have been serious floods from Murcia to Malaga via Almeria. A British woman is missing, presumed to have been swept away. The long drought has done no favours to the fruit basket of Spain around Lorca - and now this. Today in the Guadalhorce, the sun is shining. A neighbour is celebrating his 65th birthday with a barbecue - and why not? Celebrate our good fortune in being by-passed by the deluge. Maybe we'll arrive two-by-two, though, just in case.

At the local flea-market this morning there were more people than I've seen in 3 years. 3 days of rain will do that: there were no more stalls, nor any more variety of artifacts, bric-a-brac or broken cathode ray TVs than usual. And, of course, several displays contained an inordinate amount of spoons. But still people came, anything to get out. It was sunny, the traders will have a good day, and I'm glad of that. I had a coffee in the sunshine at a cafe across the road and felt good for the light on my face too.

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