Coping With Grief.


From Bob Whiley(Sheila’s alias on FB): Grief is a process that is never truly complete on this side of life. For instance, we were out shopping at the after holiday sales when I spotted a mother and her teenaged daughter. The girl was lovely, she was slender with flowing auburn hair, she had a lovely […]

Why I Dearly Love My Gran…


A lot of you may not know this, but my wonderful Gran, Sheila, co-author here on the portal, lost her beautiful daughter Miss Emmy at the tender age of twenty-two(Miss Emmy was). Her passing is mourned by many, who knew this darling young woman and even by those who didn’t, including yours truly. My Gran […]

Why Do Bad Things Happen to Good People?


There is a word in the Arab language called ‘makhtub` and it gives me the willies! I heard that it is mentioned in the Tora somewhere aswell and it means”It is written!” Which is to say that from the moment you are born until you expel your final breath, everything you say, feel or do […]

Leaving Barcelona…


I´m leaving Barcelona, intent on starting a lucky streak, in search of my very own Shangrila. Somewhere in the mountains of Galicia, in proximity to the sea, I hope to find it. A haven of safety to call home for the rest of my days, surrounded by friendly, peace-loving people, who will accept me for […]

A Day in Gandia II…


I´m sitting on a park bench reminiscing about times gone by. In front of me on the ground are loads of broken seed-shells of what they call Pipas here. People eat them by the bagload, nibbling them one by one, after having divested them of their shells with two deft little bites. I´ve never been […]

Does The End Justify The Means?


I´m happy, because I have a problem, two actually. I have found that when there is a complete lack of problems, life gets boring. And I´ve been known to go to great lengths to avoid boredom, just for the heck of it. What the Chinese consider a curse, namely: “May you live in interesting times!”, […]

Valencia, After Paqui II


I remember some more things about Paqui´s last days. If I repeat myself, do forgive me, but I don´t want to reread all I´ve written already, because then I might get stuck again (too painful). My little gypsy Princess had slipped into a coma and the doctor took me aside and warned me that he […]

What Does A Writer Do?


He writes!  I didn´t feel much like writing, but I have a secret… I refuse to worry  and then everything sorts itself out automatically. And let´s face it, there is nobody standing over me with a gun, who says: “Write or I kill you!”, now is there! ?  I feel like I´m in limbo, stuck […]

Valencia – After Paqui.


After Paqui had died, what we called ´The Czech Republic´asked if they could move into The Rancho with us, because their abode had been torn down. The reason being that it was an eyesore, which the denizens of the new five star hotel, that was now finished, did not deserve to look upon. I might […]

The Curse of Feeling too Much.


When I was fifteen, my then-girlfriend broke up with me and it nearly killed me.  I know what you are going to say, we all felt like that in our puberty. No, you didn’t! When I told her girlfriend that I felt more and deeper than most people, she berated me and thought me presumptuous […]

A Granny and Poppa Story


Poppa has fallen asleep in his chair. Gran has made cupcakes, he ate two, and then, he passed out. He is across the room snoring now, it sounds kind of nice to me.  Poppa is a good man, really, he is decent, he is decent in this old-fashioned kind of way that makes me smile. Even after three decades of marriage, I […]

The Heartache of Being Merry (for the holidays)


This IS the season, isn’t it?  A happy time, a time of magic and wonder, a time of laughter and fond family memories.   A time of snow kissed holiday romances, of sugar-plum fairies, of unending familial feasts.   The time of torn gift wrap piled to ones knees.  A time of scents…pine sap and cinnamon aromas in the house that smell […]

Does Romance Endure?


I have witnessed enduring romance, timeless tenderness, eternal passion, and yes, even unceasing lust, in my life and times. I am especially honored by my recollections of one very special elderly couple.   For several years, I worked in the home of a local elderly couple as a private nurse. I was often staying there over night.  They asked me to spend my […]

Bionic Cats?


I can rightfully call myself a troglodyte, a cave-dweller, as I have lived in many a cave over quite a long period of time, up in Sacromonte(= the sacred mountain) near Granada. It was, all in all, a happy stay and if it hadn’t been for that maniac Leppe, who terrorised the whole valley, I […]