So here is a video from someone doing the cable car in Gibraltar. I must say I am not overly keen on Gibraltar, a bit of a shit hole really, but it is ok when the need for some English food overwhelms me as they have a big supermarket.Speaking of which, I could really do with a cream tea now, actually…Whoops, screwed up the video. Check back tomorrow and see if I have managed! DONE !!!

And I speak from bitter experience. Not being much of a cheese lover myself, I do love my cheese cake as it is, well, not very cheesy. I ordered a cheese cake in Las Alpujarras, Spain some years ago. It was made with goats cheese…
I almost vomited as the rank taste and smell of goat hit me.

Never go for the cheese cake whilst abroad!

That’s what he is my son, rubio.
Rubio means blond or fair in Spanish, so that’s what they all call him when they see him in the pushchair. He is now 9 months old and getting more and more interested in the world around him and all the people wanting to talk to him.  Because if there is one thing the Spanish like, it’s children. I never did realise HOW much until I had my son.

When I go for a walk I get loads of old people coming over to see him and tell me how sweet and beautiful he is. Even children and teenagers are really keen and positive, my son is going to grow up very spoilt with all that attention!

And then there is back home.
All three of us went back this summer for a holiday and to show of the boy wonder. And it felt really strange as he was practically invisible to everyone not family or friends. All of a sudden I also felt a lot more aware of him being noisy  and a bother to other people when we where out, something I don’t really think about here in Spain as you are never made to feel it’s a problem bringing your kids. Quite the contrary I would say.

Numerous times when I have been out with him I have had waitresses ask if they can pick him up and playing with him. One even danced around with him showing him all the coloured lights in the ceiling.
Once I took the elevator and shared it with a man who on the outset looked like a grumpy middle-aged guy only to see him turn into a baby blabbering chatty person.

It’s a shame really that it is not more like that at home. I don’t think I know a single person who wouldn’t appreciate strangers being this positive and involved in their babies and children. And it is a great conversation starter. I know so many more people where I live after I got “El Rubio”.