Don't you just love them.

There was a moment today when both grandmas were siting on the porch next door and competing to entertain the children with flamenco singing and clapping, the dog down the road was barking (not our resident dog Howie, he couldn't compete, but one brought from Madrid for the summer), a delivery driver had left his car running outside our gate and Sebastian and his companeros were cutting the grass at our neighbours below while passing each other instructions in the loud voices necessary to attract Sebastian who has a perfectly effective hearing aid but leaves it in the car, whilst preferring to wear an old one that has no battery (he has told me this. I am not making it up). It is a wonder that the workmen who have been digging up random bits of the road on and (fortunately mostly) off for the last 6 months now appear to have finished their work and moved on elsewhere.Auguast, as someone once told me, is the time when the Spanish live outside and annoy their neighbours. Only a week to go then.