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my world just got smaller

23 Tuesday Sep 2025

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So damn. I mean, I knew it was coming but yesterday it finally happened. I lost four of my lifeline bus routes, two of which I use several times a week, especially for getting to my various health centres or the market. Now instead of the 27 and 32 being 5 minutes from home it’s a painful 30 minute hobble to get to/from the nearest stop. All to make Sevilla more “tourist friendly”. The plan is to eventually replace the 27 with a “tranvibus” that will go to the main train station but who knows how long that’s going to take, and that still won’t take the place of the 32. So until that happens (sometime next year?) it looks like my world just got even smaller – and more expensive as I’ll have to start taking more taxis.

a day in the life…

17 Wednesday Sep 2025

Posted by in casa azahar, friends, home, sevilla

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Me: I can’t find the new envelopes.
Peter: I didn’t touch them.
Me: They were in your shopping bag.
P: I don’t remember seeing them.
Me: Except you TOOK THEM OUT OF YOUR SHOPPING BAG.
P: Then what did you do with them?
Me: I didn’t do anything, you must have put them somewhere.
P: I don’t remember putting them anywhere.
Two hours later…
Me: I FOUND THE ENVELOPES.
P:
Me: They were in my office drawer. I had already put the cards inside.
P:
Me: Well you still took them out of your bag and put them in the office.

Long long years of two (most of the time) friends living together. And now mostly bumbling along with bad memories, various dodgy joints and other ailments, and almost daily farcical spats. But it kinda works? Like we’re family by now so put up with each other… and even sometimes like each other 😉 To be honest a lot of 65-70+ peeps would probably do better in this set up than being “looked after” somewhere. At least for the moment what one of can’t do the other one can, and vice versa. But if Peter kicks the bucket before me, goddamn I’ll be annoyed! Who will take out the rubbish and drive me crazy a hundred times a day?? And be that one person I can rely on.