And so that was Christmas, well not exactly if you live in Spain. The real Spanish celebration is The Three Kings, in Britain it is Twelfth Night, so the kids go mad for another week.
I have to confess it confused me initially, when the TV ads and radio were still talking about it. But this is where I have chosen to live.
So still Happy Christmas.
Heard of it? Long Covid? Like having a bad cold which never leaves. Runny nose, sneezing, you get my drift.
It seems to come and go. at the moment it has retreated for, I suspect, reinforcements. Sadly, there seems to be little can be done apart from getting vaccinated, again and again.
A nurse friend told me I was lucky when I caught the virus, as fully vaccinated. Without the protection of the important jabs it could have killed me.It might have made some people happy.
However I´m still breathing to tell the tale, and the only virus problem I have just now is on my computer.
Stay safe people and Happy Christmas.
Sorry bloggers, I am running behind a wee bie behind. Driving license renewed but only for 5 years as I`m mayor de edad but never mind, at one point I thought the examiner was going to withdraw my carnet.
On a lighter note a stroll around the area of Cancajos was very pleasant, been before but never paid much attention to the crashing waves. If I can work out how, I will share some images. In the meantime happy blogging.
