Well, I’ve been worried for some time that the wheels were coming off. The past few days seems to confirm it. Spent two days combing the house and car for my wallet, and eventually admitted defeat and cancelled all my cards, which I can’t replace until we get back to England at the end of July unless someone comes out for a quick break and brings them with them. The following morning I picked up the box of tissues in the car and noticed it felt a bit heavy. Lo and behold, my wallet was in the box, right at the bottom beneath the tissues. Too late to be any use. However, the worrying thing is that there is no way that they could have got there accidentally. I must have hidden it there at some time in the previous three days when I got out of the car, but I have no recollection whatsoever of having done so. Add to that the sudden reappearance of Ann’s keys six weeks after they disappeared and the spare set of house keys turning up in Jan’s handbag in London long after we had given up on them, and it becomes obvious that we are in urgent need of more mental stimulation and less vino tinto!
We have made some firm decisions in the past couple of days, and have decided to come back to this house from 1st October 2014 until the end of March 2015 (if we can remember the way). It is by no means luxurious, but the landlady has promised to make a few improvements, we have wifi set up here and we can store stuff over the summer, so all in all it will save us some hassle. Really looking forward to getting on the road again soon, but have one more concert on 2nd May and a visit to John Wakefield in Mula to look forward to before we go. All the best, Andy.