Compulsory mask wearing still has not got me beaten. Every opportunity, opening the office door or car door, and it is whipped off! I’m not as quick to put it on again and often forget, having to return to desk or car to don the thing. They are everywhere now. In the washing basket, the bottom of my handbag, on the car seat, several on the desk. It would be, I admit, easier to control them, read – remember to don one, if I wore one all the time. Never!

 

mask

mask

We even have posh ones with our motto ´Inland Andalucia – You´re in Safe Hands´ daubed across them. I must admit people look at me or my mask more now. Good thing or not? So sunglasses are still steaming from both breathing and fuming but this is the ´new norm´ I get fed up of hearing about. To be honest life goes on pretty much as normal here in Martos except the masks! People keep saying cases are going up in Spain! There aren’t here!

People are working as normal, sitting at bars as the tables gradually creep closer together again. Houses are selling too. I don’t know what happened to the initial cries of ´prices will drop´ ´housing crash´ we are busy selling houses as normal and not the new one either. There seems to be a rush on for people to purchase and get residency here before the Brexit end of the year deadline. So I´m masked and busy but also now a Grandma.

 

Days old

Days old

My eldest son and his partner had a beautiful baby girl last Saturday. After three sons a girl is most welcome, as would a boy have been, but a bit of balancing out is nice.

What an amazing thing life is, how precious. What a responsibility. But this time around with a bit more distance and sleep at night. New beginnings in this messy world of today. Every moment is one to take in hand and make the most of. I can´t wait until ´my´ little one is a bit bigger.  Who knows what next year will bring! A maskless society is definitely what I would like to see.