I’ve had something of an irritating itch this last week.  The diagnosis was a need to write a few lines for the blog, something that didn’t happen last week due to an enforced leave of absence…..50th Birthday.  Uncharted territory and all that.   Thursday and the 365th day of my 49th year, so what!  Just another day, normal routine, blah!  Friday 25th and a clutter of metaphysical questions reveal themselves; highly anthropocentric.  Half a century gone where and what now? Kind of Janus like, looking forward and looking back.  Back on family and friends and the many threads which together have made for an interesting tapestry of  life.   Forward to a future yet to reveal itself, but one which in the greater scheme of things looks more uncertain and unpredictable than one might have foretold a short while back.  But then again that might be a ‘punto de vista’  formulated as a result of the onset of the next age in life.

In short, I was treated  to a most memorable birthday weekend spent in the company of a very special friend and having dinner at one of Spain’s best restaurants, El Celler De Can Roca.  Five hours of ruminating over 12 courses, not including canopes, chocolates with dessert and a very special birthday cake.  I won’t wait another 50 years to repeat the experience.  Once bitten, not twice shy!

Back to reality and one week on, by the end of today I was smelling like a mobile barbeque.  The day was spent burning material collected from the garden – branches from the pruned hazel trees, bamboo roots and other pieces of organic detritus.  The hope is that we get the area to the west and north of the house sown out in grass in the next two or three weeks.  The ground is moist and in the main it is getting warmer, although driving to the house today the Pyrenees have more snow on them now than they have had all winter.  We have been itching to get some of the external building work done and plans for a garden shed, pergola and lean to for bikes are rapidly coming to a conclusion.

Inside, the first hints of finishes are beginning to appear.  A major surprise was to see the first bathroom tiles being fitted and looking good too.  In  our two ‘premium’ bedrooms, where the beds are situated in the middle of the room, the stone bedheads have been constructed.  On the main floor we have been presented with a couple of options for varnishing the beams and wood finishes.  The neutral option was not one of them and I guess it will be the preferred one.

Finally, in line with our desire to maintain the idiosyncratic character of the place something of a mystery has been installed on the wall of the main hall.  A tile bearing the neat and flowing inscription ‘Be Be Cueta Cueta Nial Nial’ was found by our builder.  It means nothing in Catalan or Spanish as far as we know, but it was there in the house and someone at some point took the time and effort to score it indelibly into the stone and so it will remain.

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