Kate Pullen

An early morning knock at the door found me staring bleary eyed at Manuel and Felix who had come round to do the finishing that I’ve spoken about. Oh joy. I must admit it was quite nostalgic – flamenco on…

Ha – but not for the reasons you might think! Sam gets very fretful when there are loud bangs so, while we can’t protect him from many of the things that scare him, we decided we’d do what we can…

This is the time of year when we think back to our journey here. So far we’ve been remembering sleeping in our van in temperatures of minus 5, getting lost in north Spain and feeling a little shell-shocked on arrival.…

Well, we had a very good Christmas – a wet one – but nice all the same. In fact it has rained solidly for about 2 weeks now. The funny thing is, it is actually warm. Today it is already…

I think Antonio thinks we’re a little odd. Several reasons, one being the fact that Ian emails me photos of the doors. Antonio assumed I was away, and was a little bemused to find that I was only in my…

We survived this morning’s craft session with 4 eight year olds. They made chocolate things (they were supposed to be truffles but looked more like something a reindeer might have left behind), a Christmas monster, a clothes peg angel, Christmas…

We’ve had our fire going in the back room now for 4 days, and are wondering how we ever lived without it. We had our new doors in situ for about 2 hours and wondered how we ever lived without…

Since we’ve stepped up our activity on FreeNeedle etc, we’ve been looking more closely at what makes things tick. Guess what the second most popular thing is that people search for on FreeNeedle at the moment…?? It’s ‘owl’. So apparently…

Last Sunday we went for a walk and commented on some olive trees that we saw with tiny olives. We were musing as to whether these were a special type of olive. However it transpires that they are normal olives…

We’ve had the pleasure, over the last couple of nights, of children pushing our front door. Because we have no internal doors, not even the temporary ones to which we had grown most fond, it is very easy to get…