August finished much as it started, badly! A lorry, collecting big rubbish, tried to back down past my house and bashed my galeria, I'm now having to sort out a quote for the repair. It's a run around, I have lost the phone number of the firm that did the windows so I will have to drive back to Caldelas, and the guy driving the lorry told me to sort it out with the town hall but apparently it's his lorry, not theirs.
I am completely inundated with tomatoes, I can't keep up at all, I'm going to be eating a lot of Gazpacho I think. The other day Paco, one of my neighbours, told me I was mad! I'm not sure why but it's bugging me, I'm pissed off at the moment, the first time I haven't been happy in the village.
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