On reading this post musing over the stupid health and safety regulations in the UK and how you could go over the top, it makes me laugh living here in Spain.

If you could sue and actually get quite a bit of money out of it here in Spain, they would be bancrupt.

I have never (ok, that’s a lie, it was probably worse in Africa, Egypt and Vietnam,ha ha a bit of travel name dropping) seen so many potholes, stupid constructions etc. anywhere else in the world and I would certainly not want to be in a wheelchair in Spain.

You would, to put it bluntly, be fucked. Without additional help I doubt you would be able to leave your house on your own.

I wouldn’t mind knowing what the statistics for break-ins is in small villages. I am sure it can’t be very high, at least not for the houses in the center of the villages.

As I have previously written, there are always old men on benches scattered around town. Surely they must know everything about everybody’s whereabouts. About who lives where and who is away at work or on holiday.
The old Spanish men seem to hog the public areas such as squares, streets and bars where they gather together to play domino whilst maybe having one coffee in 4 hours.  I do wonder how some of these bars and cafes make any money if they are frequented by lots of old men, because they just hang out being noisy but spend next to nothing. Still, nobody ever seems bothered.

The old Spanish women on the other hand seem to only be in the shops, the market, their house and the street in front of their house where they can be seen frantically sweeping and mopping (yes, sometimes they do mop the actual street).

A few times I have arrived home only to be greeted by the old women in my street telling me that El Hombre arrived home a bit earlier. We joke with the fact that it would be impossible to ever have an affair as the old people would know.

I must be impossible to break in to a house in the center of the village. The old women would know if you were away on holiday, and they usually make it their business to know everything about your family as well, so no use pretending to be a cousin who forgot his key.

Maybe I should create a private investigation company solely hiring old people. They know everything and what they don’t know they will find out as they are so nosy. Sounds like a win win situation. Remember, this was the first time you heard of Private Geriatric Eye!