A few years ago a male friend of mine bought an apartment in Spain near Torreviejar. He asked me to drive over with him to take a car load of his belongings and to see his new home. We loaded up his 4x4 to the roof with all sorts of personel belongings and set off down to Dover where we crossed to Calais. He was driving and I was navigating and taking over from him when he got tired. Well all I can say is it was a good job I could map read and had gone with him because his sense of direction was awful, left to him we would have ended up in Russia.![]()
Anyway we drove threw France to Spain and through to Torrevieja which is about 40mins south of Alicante. It took two days to get there and when we finally arrived it was about 11pm and pitch black. He couldn't wait to show me his lovely appartment so we went up in the lift to the 13th floor (yes 13th), he unlocked the grill over the door, then the 3 locks on the door, threw the door open and lights on and ushered me in for the grand tour. It was beautiful and the view even at night out over the sea and the lights of LaMata in the distance was stunning. I looked through all the rooms and my friend Mick says come on lets get the things from the car I don't want them being stolen. So we left the apartment banging the door behind us......
He'd left the appartment keys, his wallet and his passport on the side and slammed the door. Yes you've guessed it the door self locked.
So there we were late at night in a strange country locked out, the money inside and neither of us able to speak spanish.
Mick is not the calmest of people and is apt to rant and rave and get het up, he knew a Belgium Bar that he had gone several times with the agent that helped him buy the appartment and he knew they spoke english so he thought we'd go there. Only he couldn't emember where it was, he drove round and round and round trying to find it ranting as we went. Knowing him I just let him carry on until he wore himself out then I told him how to get to a police station we had passed and said we should try there. He drove right up to the front steps (even though it said police only
), on the door were two armed officers, and as we jumped out the car all the toilet rolls he had packed to bring over slowly rolled out unravelling as they went and landed at the policemens feet 
We looked like the Clampets.
Anyway after gathering up said loo rolls and a lot of gesticulating and I'm sure patience from the police (I bet they thought loco English
) we eventually got the problem over. So they said what is your address?
Errm, umm Mick didn't know
it was written on a peice of paper in his wallet in the locked appartment![]()
So the police car followed us to the apartment (luckily I could remember how to get there), once there they phoned a locksmith and told us to wait for him. 15mins later the locksmith arrived and within minutes he had opened the appartment and it only cost 40euros which at by now 1am and the quickness he got to us I thought was a bargain
So making sure we had the keys we went to the car to unload, whan we got to the street we found the locksmith down there going crazy, his van had been stolen 

And that was the first night of what was to be a weeks holiday I will continue the story another day 
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Captains Challenge -My Holiday Adventure
@ 2009-06-25 – 22:40:21
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The Seashore (an entry for la-spices seaside poetry competition).
@ 2009-05-21 – 11:30:57
THE SEASHORE
The waves are splashing gently along the shingle shore
The beach is deserted who could ask for moreThe breeze thats blowing softly, the sunshine on my face
The shimmering shining water, the great big open space
The screeching of the seagulls as they fly above
As I look around me at everything I love
This moments very precious it may not come again
But the one thing that it's lacking is somone who feels the same.
somone to share the beauty of the scene
and enjoy the seashore at it's most serene -
My try at a FIB
@ 2009-04-29 – 12:46:38
It
Is
Happy
Fun loving
Relaxing aboard
As we sail the seven seas -
The Blogship
@ 2009-04-27 – 10:13:06
I'm sailing on the blogship across the friendship sea
The journey's nice and gentle and lots of fun you see.
Most of us were strangers before we came on board,
Some people say we're saddos but NO not us Oh lord.
We just like making others smile and having harmless fun.
I have made so many friends since the cruise begun.We go to lots of places, if only in our heads
There have been many parties before we've hit our beds.
We've shared quiz and trivia, and passed an hour or two,
There's nothing wrong with that is what I say to you.
So if you're feeling lonely or just have a touch of blues,
Then please feel free to join us on our silly, happy cruise. -
Jess
@ 2009-04-18 – 13:55:38
She sits on the back of the sofa craning her neck to see
And if someone should dare to pass then she will protect me
She watches for the postman her aim to shake the letters
and if the cat from comes near then she gets really jealous
She may be only tiny but her heart is full to flowing
If we hadn't rescued her what would have happened there is no knowing
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Time to
@ 2009-04-10 – 11:48:37
silence once again descends
and lonliness again transcends
the emptiness now you have gone
never knowing for how long
but this time I will not just wait
until you choose to seal my fate
this time I am in control
I will make myself a whole
I am off to pastures new
So much to see so much to do
If you will not be by my side
then I must surely turn the tide
I will find other friends
round the corner or the bend
I will live my life for me
and I will be my destiny.
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Streaking
@ 2009-01-12 – 11:37:32
I had to go and do it
Just had to have a try
I'm going away on holiday
Yes I'm going to have to flyI thought it would be easy
My daughter does it fine
Hers turns out alright you see
And thought that so would mineI followed the instructions
I read each tiny word
I sprayed it as it told me
Never dreamt would be absurdBut now you see I'm streaking
My skin is such a sight
Both legs are not the bronze I thought
But Orange lines, That's right.
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Sophie Louise
@ 2009-01-07 – 17:07:57
She looks just like her mum in this photo

My eldest grandaughter Sophie Louise
is fast growing into a young lady
she doesn't like it when we tease
and says she's not a baby
Her hair is the colour of the summer sun
and I think she'll be a beauty
she is the serious one
but she's still an absolute cuty
and as she grows I find her to be
intelligent, kind and giving
she is also very good company
and extremely loving(two down two to go)
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My Chloe Mary
@ 2009-01-07 – 16:33:12
Chloe Mary's hair shines red and gold
and when she smiles your heart could melt away
Though she's rather cheeky if truth be told
That's half her charm I have to say
When she giggles her little nose wrinkles too
and her eyes go so shiny and bright
with her around you can never be blue
my grandaughter is such a delight.(now I suppose I'd better write one for the other 3
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Fluttering Memories
@ 2009-01-06 – 00:52:33
Soft as a summer breeze
blowing through the leafy trees
fluttering in rays of gold
such a pretty sight behold
butterflies with wings of blue
on the roses bought by you
memories of lovely days
spent beneath the summer haze.
wish we could go back to then
start our love all over again
this time I would be true
would not risk that I'd lose you
but too late the winter rain
took your love away again



