With My Little Eye

a88c2c90fa6469eea8865409bf1175af With My Little Eye

Who needs excitement, when you can look out of your window and gaze in wonder at the little patchwork of fields, the chats to the locals about……err, tomatoes? Okay, it’s not exciting, but it is quiet, as cheap as chips, and I can write in total peace; something I have been happily doing for the last ten years, in this charming and  hospitable country.

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