Hello all,
Right, where to begin? We used to do the usual trips backwards and forwards to Espana, once or twice a year. Luckily we have friends that have a very nice villa near the town of Turre, about half an hour or so from Almeria airport.
Spending days sitting by the poolside, reading books in the sunshine. (How come it's so much easier to read by the pool with a J.D and coke beside you?) Ali said in passing one day " You know, I really want to retire out here", "Yeah" I replied, vaguely. Not because I was dis-interested, but because the cogs were already whirring, albeit a rusty, screehing type of whirring, but whirring nontheless.
