The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain.

Today on Gran Canaria, it rained something fierce. Blouses and trousers shook on the clothes lines and were left sodden, stretched and hanging. I prayed for them not to break loose and fly away. Knickers would be strewn across the pavement, bras caught on flag poles next to a sea of red and yellow and… Continue reading The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain.