Fresh oranges.

Today was the first day for weeks we never had any sunshine.The temperature dropped to eighteen degrees. Because we needed to go to our bank in Oliva we decided to bike in through the orange fields.
While we had our daily coffee I glanced through the Spanish papers to see if there was any reports of two local policemen going missing, as we have still not seen any sign of the two policemen who called round to see us a week ago and said they were just off to have their breakfast and would be back to paint the no parking line in front of our gate.Perhaps because of the crises they are out of yellow paint.
We had a good night at the Music school listening to two of our Spanish friends children playing their guitars.I am now undecided whether to take up the guitar or improve my Spanish to a even higher level.