Photo Credit: Kirsteen Ann Lyons |
The
omens for our new life in Spain were not good. After a trouble-free two day
drive from St Malo to Javea we arrived in evening sunshine to find we had no
electricity in our villa. This was January and the nights drew in quickly,
leaving us with little time – and no Spanish – to solve the problem.
Fortunately the previous owners were staying with friends locally prior to
returning to their native South Africa and the husband came round, saying it
had been working the day before when they moved out. He and my partner went
exploring for the cause and found one of the water heaters in the under-croft had exploded and water had
tripped the mains. The bad news was we needed the Spanish electrician to
un-trip it as the fuses were in a special sealed box at the front of the house.
Tony, the previous owner, tracked him down but it was awhile before he turned
up. In the meantime we had a car to unpack and beds to make in semi-darkness
and without heating. By the time power was restored my partner and I were tired
and hungry and decamped to a nearby restaurant for warmth, light and food.
Things did improve over the next few days,
but it had been a sharp reminder that Spain did things differently to us in
Britain. We were not allowed to employ an English electrician and never met a
Spanish electrician who spoke English. But we did find an English plumber, and
later, an English builder who employed men from various countries. I made
valiant attempts to learn Spanish, but was never awfully proficient and
struggled with phone calls, in particular. Many ex-pats did speak good Spanish
and we came to rely on them when stuck and the local town hall employed a
multi-lingual lady specifically to help newcomers like us.
Photo Credit: Kirsteen Ann Lyons |
Apart from such issues, Spain was a delight.
Even in the tail-end of winter, the sun shone and it was warm enough to walk
around without a coat. In fact, I never used a coat or thick jacket in the two
years I lived there. I remember eating outside in a restaurant at Christmas
with the sun on my face, feeling quite smug knowing my friends and family back
home would be shivering around a fire. The area around Javea in the Costa
Blanca is a beautiful area of Spain, full of citrus orchards inland and with
wonderful beaches, coves and fishing ports on the coast. Spring arrives in late
January and the almond trees burst into pink blossom. Whenever my father
visited he took it on himself to collect all our almonds and crack them for us,
ready for a snack to accompany the gin and tonic topped with lemon from our own
tree. Bliss!
Photo Credit: Kirsteen Ann Lyons |
Our villa was perched half-way up the local
mountain, named Montgo and shaped like an elephant when viewed from afar. It’s
the focal point of the area, looming up a little inland from the coast and
forming a barrier between us and the nearby town of Denia on the other side.
From the bustling port of Denia, ferries
sail out to the Balearics and the local marina is home to many leisure boats.
I was sad to leave Spain and would, if I had
the money, love to buy a little place there for frequent retreats from our
English weather. And the Spanish certainly know how to enjoy themselves, with
their late-night family trips to restaurants and many fiestas, it’s always
lively.
N.B.
Javea and my villa feature in my second novel, Finding Mother.
Thank you so much Anne for this fabulous look at your move to Spain. I hope you can afford your dream one day of owning a place there.
Anne Allen lives in Devon, by her beloved sea. She has three
children, and her daughter and two
grandchildren live nearby. Her restless
spirit has meant a number of moves which included Spain for a couple of years.
The longest stay was in Guernsey for nearly fourteen years after falling in
love with the island and the people. She contrived to leave one son behind to
ensure a valid reason for frequent returns.
By profession, Anne
was a psychotherapist, but long had the
itch to write. Now a full-time writer, she has written The Guernsey Novels, six
having been published and the seventh, The Inheritance, is due out in 2018. The
books form a series, but each one is a standalone story with links to other
books and characters. Although not originally planned, Anne is, in effect,
writing a saga of Guernsey; featuring numerous characters and stories covering
both the German Occupation and the present day. A mix of family drama, mystery
and love, the books have a wide appeal to readers of all ages.
Website: www.anneallen.co.uk
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/AnneAllen21
Thanks, Rachel, for inviting me to take part in this unusual blog tour! And, yes, I haven't given up on the dream of a little place in Spain for frequent escapes ☺
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