Living with the Presidente.

You would NOT believe it.....................13 days to go....................and what happens??

Just to fill you in we have moved to a villa just across the road from the apartments. We now have our own pool so that will eliminate a lot of stress!!

Anyway early this morning the door bell rang. El Presidente ( mornings are not his thing!! ) rolled out of bed, struggled to find his dressing gown and plodded to the door.......................

This is the conversation I heard...................

"It's broken"

" What is "

" The door"

" I did it"

"Oh "...................................................

The long and short of it was ( as told by El Presidente over a cuppa ).................Man in toot trolley, you know, one of those little scooters, could not open the main door with his key so he gave it a little mechanical shove....................and he shoved the left hand panel right off the door! ! ! ! !

He said, apparently , we can claim it from the insurance.........................OK, El Presidente can send him the bill for the 150€ excess as a leaving present!!