This photo doesn’t even begin to show the recent upheaval and mayhem at casa az due to the departure of Susan (aka Pipocas) and the disbursal of her belongings – although I am not one of nature’s little housekeepers, the livingroom does usually look a wee bit tidier than this.  In fact things were looking quite a bit worse about an hour before I took this pic, and Nog’s teaching room is still jam-packed with large plastic bags filled with I can’t quite remember what. But things are slowly coming together, oh, and I also have some news …

Here you see Nog reattaching legs to a little table that is going to end up in the apartment next door. Yes! I have it back again. I swear I will never understand how Pepe’s Brain™ works.  But to cut out those two very long paragraphs I just wrote trying to explain what happened, after much hemming & hawing (not to mention making my head spin!) Pepe is going to write me a new contract Sept-July and won’t charge me full rent during the summer if I don’t find enough tenants to cover the whole amount. What a guy.

Luckily I found out in time to score some good stuff I could use next door (sheets, towels, table & chair for smaller bedroom, dishes, cutlery) so I should be able to rent it out for another year without having to invest much on small improvements.

Over at casa az, I’ll be setting up a small flat screen tv on my bedroom wall (with dvd player) which feels like the height of decadence to me. In the photo above you can see my new wheelie chair and, of course, I got the famous headboard a couple of weeks ago. Besides those major items there are simply bags & bags of very useful stuff too numerous to mention. Or seemingly to put away. But that will be this week’s project, in between naps.

Susan and I had our last tapa lunch on Wednesday, over at Vineria San Telmo. Fabulous food, as usual. Then I had chemo on Thursday, was out for the count Friday due to the allergic reaction, but managed to get over to her place for awhile on Saturday afternoon. Said our goodbyes outside my house when she dropped me off at home. And very early Sunday morning Pip left for Florida and her new life.

Instead of food photos (you can see what we had if you scroll down on VST’s page on Sevilla Tapas) I shall leave you with a couple of sayings that Juan the owner has had stencilled on the ceiling of his restaurant. Susan & I both took photos of them.