Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Kaci's 4th birthday and I'm in Brighton!

November saw me packing my mini case for a long weekend in Brighton. Celebrating the crazy Kaci's birthday... oh yes she is!  Funny, cute, beautiful with a dash of crazyiness thrown into the mix too.  

I had such a lovely suprise to be met at the airport by Frankie my daughter, Kaci, and a rather huge baby bump.  That was a complete shock as Alan, my friend Jo, and Frankie had concocted a plan, and I was expecting Jo to meet me.  So it was wonderful to have little Kaci running to meet me out of arrivals. 

I had asked Kaci prior to me going over, if she would like a Spanish dress, as I knew she would be receiving lots of other toys and pretty clothes from family and friends. She decided she would like that very much. Mark, Laura and my other gorgeous granddaughter Maisie alll came over the evening I arrived.  We had a lovely evening together and Franke cooked a lovely curry for us all.  I decided to give Kaci her birthday presents that evening, just to spread it out a bit.  Plus of course I thought she may want to wear her dress for her party the following day.

Yes she did!

I was unsure of Maisie's plans for the weekend, so I was over the moon to be able to pick her up from her mummy on the Saturday.  We went to watch Kaci's ballet lesson, then on to enjoy Kaci's party.  Jordan's mum, Kaci's Grandma Shelley, had suggested to Frankie that the party was held at her house which is larger than Frankie's, which was very kind of her.

At Grandma Shelley's

My girls.  I love them so much!

Pass the Parcel.... 

After lots of opening prezzies, scrummy party food, pass the parcel and a change into a Rapunzel dress, it was then time for Kaci to go to her daddy for even more celebrations.  Another change of outfit, and this time back into the Spanish with the high heels was in order...... She had as many dress changes as a super model that day!

Maisie enjoying her birthday cake, on the bus home


That left just a couple of days for me to have another major dental trip... more news on that in my next blog post, and admire that beautiful baby bump and enjoy my time with Frankie.  I wonder if he would wait for me?  My first grandson is due on December 12th and I fly back on the 17th... who knows!









Wednesday, January 15, 2014

An Interview for Costa Women

Ok so this is a sneaky cheeky blog post.  There maybe some bits and bobs you didn't know about me here though!

I was rather chuffed to be asked to take part by Ali Meehan thw Costa Women boss lady. You can join the Costa Women website very easily.  It's fun and informative.


Introducing … Lorna Penfold

Why Spain?
I was having some health problems. After 2 years of doctor and hospital visits I was diagnosed with an illness called Sarcoidosis. It was making working difficult, and most days I was driving to work in tears feeling ill and exhausted. One day we were walking the dog along the beach near we lived, and I said to my partner Alan, “I’m not sure how long I can carry on like this.”  We decided we needed a complete change of lifestyle.  Alan suggested moving to Spain to breed alpacas! Initially he wanted to move to Florida.  He would be happy selling Coca Cola in Seaworld, I had a 24 year old son and a 19 year old daughter and that was too far away.  We needed somewhere closer.

Before Spain you were…?
We lived in Peacehaven, just outside Brighton on the south coast. I was mum to Mark and Frankie and life was great until I started to feel unwell.  For over 30 years I had been a dance teacher. I taught everything from teeny, tiny tots to line dancing for my more mature ladies with a huge amount of sequins in between. It was a career I loved, and I had thought I would continue dancing for many years.

How did you choose Montoro, Cordoba to live?
Well maybe Montoro chose us. Alan wouldn’t let me come on the first viewing trips as he knew I would fall in love with everything as I was desperate for a change. Estate agents kept showing him white boxes, with a chippie on one corner and an English pub on another.  We know some people want that but we really didn’t. He had seen the Olive Mill on line and loved it. We were looking for something with land, and character, and the Olive Mill had both. It also had the added bonus of being off grid, which meant our bills and living expenses would be minimal. The first time we were staying in the hotel in Montoro, it was actually the local feria and we joined in the towns celebrations. We were totally unaware that life in Spain seems to be practically one long fiesta. There is always a party on or being prepared for.

And now you do something a little different… tell us more about your farm
Well, it all started in Prague. We were enjoying a weekend break, and being animal lovers we used to like to visit zoos and farms as often as possible. We took the opportunity whilst in Prague, and during our visit we were approached by a strange looking animal. He was a goofy, brown, and a fairly ugly looking alpaca. We now know they shouldn’t be kept on their own, they need company of their own kind, but this little guy sowed a bit of a seed. We rather fell in love with alpacas that day. Alan must have done some googling and found out that it was possible to make a living breeding these lovely animals. So, when we were discussing ideas for a new direction, Alan said to me, “Why don’t we move to Spain and breed alpacas?”

Which has also spun into a writing career for your husband!  Tell us how that started?
It started out innocently enough. You know how it goes, you sit around the dinner table telling your guests about the Spanish neighbour doing drunken impressions of a friend riding a horse whilst having an epileptic fit, whilst being forced to drink strong home brewed wine.  Plus the story of taking one of the dogs to the local vet to be castrated.  When asking when to pick him up the vet shakes his head and tells you how to hold the dog’s legs whilst he prepares the operating equipment.  On one of these occasions somebody said to Alan, “Why don’t you write a book?” The idea percolated for a while, and Alan wrote 50 pages and asked a few trusted friends for their opinion. They seemed to enjoy it, so he carried on. He was able to find out lots of info on the internet about self publishing, and then, once it went on sale, people actually started buying it. Much to his surprise and of course delight! We receive emails from people all over the world who have read the books. The title of the first one,Seriously Mum, What’s an Alpaca? Came from when we told my daughter about our plans, and her reaction was, “What’s an Alpaca?” The sequel which he has just published is called Seriously Mum, Where’s that Donkey?

What has been your greatest challenge to starting the farm?
Our original plan was to breed and sell the alpacas. We have realised since moving here however, and I’m sorry if this offends anyone, but in our area many of the Spanish are not great with animals.  We often have visits from the neighbours horses' who do not worry about secure fencing for their animals, and prefer to hobble them instead.  This is distressing to see. Of course the crisis has hit everyone, and people do not have the money to spend that maybe they would have before these difficult times.  Most alpaca owners breed their animals annually but we rested our girls for a couple of years as we cannot keep increasing our herd with no one to sell to.

Advice for Women just moving to Spain who want to do something different?
My main advice to women moving to Spain, firstly has nothing to with work.  My daughter was 19 when we came here, she also came with us, with her boyfriend.  My son was already in a relationship and stayed in Brighton.  My daughter struggled with the rural lifestyle and they returned home.  Just be prepared ladies it is difficult being away from the family. If you become a grandparent, it can be very tough too.  Think about that seriously.  If my gorgeous grandgirlies had of been born before we left England, I’m pretty sure we wouldn’t be here now. 
Be flexible!  We are on plan C  at least.  It’s is no good living the way we do, and worry about sexual equality.  We have pretty much our own roles in life.  I can cut wood with the chain saw, and light the fire and of course push a wheelbarrow full of alpaca poo, if I really wanted to, but I tend to sort the washing and deal with more of the household chores.

Charity Dog book – tell us more about that project
Last year we had a dog dumped outside our house. It wasn’t the first and we know it won’t be the last. A lady called Maria, from a rescue called A New Day in Spain, contacted us and said she thought she may be able to find a home for the little fella. We went down to see Maria and her husband and we gobsmacked to find them caring for over 50 dogs on just their UK pension. All we could offer to help was a small donation and a bag of dog food from Mercadona. Since then, Alan has tried to come up with a viable way to raise some money for these rescue centres that are all over Spain, often run by people just like Maria. Take Me Home, Por Favor was born. Alan invited people to send in their stories of rescued dogs. They are now being put together in a collection and will be released as a book, with all royalties being donated to rescue centres here in Spain. Alan hopes to have it ready before Christmas. So watch this space!

And Zumba! 
Oh yes! I was missing dancing, plus I felt I needed to get fitter.  I used to teach Latin American dancing plus other styles and I loved the music.  I decided to take an instructors course and threw myself into it.  I have a regular little group of lovely ladies. It hasn’t been easy though, Montoro is a very traditional little town and the majority of ladies would not dream of doing any other exercise apart from their regular walk around the town.

Now you must tell us what you do to relax!
We enjoy the simple things in life. We love meeting up with friends, walking the dogs, and even the alpacas.  The cats join us when we take the alpacas for a walk.  Also a couple of new hobbies for me, in the last couple of months I have been learning Sevillana dancing, which I totally love, and I have also been doing a little crystallizing of shoes, phone cases etc, which I find very therapeutic, and I love a bit of glitter, I’m a bit of a magpie!

Favourite quote and why?
Simple and one of the most well known “Treat people like you would like to be treated” As a dance teacher when parents would discuss partnership problems etc, I would always say that to them.

Something you will achieve in 2014
God willing I will have my first grandson who is due in the next couple of weeks! Like all of us, it would be great to earn a bit more money, please!  Continue to improve my Sevillana dancing as rumour has it we will be dancing at the Cordoba feria. ALSO year 1 of my online blog is in the process of being edited, to be published with lots of photos as an ebook.  So people will be able to read my side of the story as well as Alan’s. 

Who, or what, inspires you?
I think I would have to say my parents.  They brought me up in a loving family, and encouraged me to study hard, and supported me during my professional dance teacher training, and taught me to work to achieve success.  I was trying to think of someone totally inspiring, but no it had to come back to my mum and dad.  They are both in a better place now and they are probably looking down at me thinking I’ve gone bonkers.  Yes bonkers but happy!

What gift do you most hope Santa brings you?
First and foremost my little grandson to be fit and healthy of course.  This year I will be in Brighton with the family to welcome him into the world.  I’ll be looking forward to spending time with my little girlies that are 3 and 4, and of course my son and daughter. Alan will be here alone as he needs to be here with the animals, and I will of course miss him.  He will be well looked after by our friends here and fed much better than I would feed him!

If they made your life into a film, who would play you and what would the film be about?
Felicity Kendal of course, as we are trying very hard to live “The Good Life”.  Not always successfully, but we try!  Shame we don’t have a Margot in our lives!

Where can we find out more about Alpacas, the farm, the Books etc. 
You can find me on my facebook page Lorna Penfold http://www.facebook.com/lorna.penfold.7      
and on my Lorna’s Life in Spain page https://www.facebook.com/LornasLifeInSpain   
My online blog can be found at http://lornaslifeinspain.blogspot.co.uk/   
Alan can be contacted through his facebook page for his books https://www.facebook.com/whatsanalpaca or follow him on Twitter @alpacabook
Thank you Lorna Penfold


Friday, January 10, 2014

Alan's New Book is Published

Hooray once again that clever other half of mine has published his second book.  The sequel to 'Seriously Mum, What's an Alpaca?'  Alan's latest book is called 'Seriously Mum, Where's that Donkey?'

It is of course next stage in our lives here in rural Spain.  The ups and downs of living off grid.  The highs and lows of extreme temperatures.  There are stories of new friends, especially our very dear friends Pat and Pedro, that we met in the fruit and veg department of a supermarket.... as you do!  We have become great mates and  we love spending time with them.  Plus we met a new Spanish family with a huge menagerie of animals and literally thousands upon thousands of olive trees.  There is the heart warming story of our Santa, the youngest of our alpacas, who became ill after gorging on copious amounts of figs after escaping from the boys paddock.  He was like a child at a party who had eaten to much.  A trip to the vet with an alpaca on my lap did the trick.  And of course a disappearing donkey.... it all happens here!  

If you are interested in buying Alan's books, look him up on amazon... Alan Parks.  The books are available as paperbacks or ebooks. He's got some rave reviews.

Our Cheeky Santa







  

Thursday, January 9, 2014

RIP Auntie Marg

Dear Auntie Marg one of our pretty white chickens finally gave up her fight and passed away recently.  She had been ill for at least a couple of weeks.  Alan first noticed something was wrong when he thought she had hurt her foot or leg.  On close inspection he could see nothing but she seemed to be limping and occasionally she would fall right over onto her side.  She would manage to get up eventually and shuffle round with Auntie Mabel and Auntie Jess, all be it at a much slower pace.  We tried he with some apple vinegar which was recommended, and we also spoke to our vet who suggest some general antibiotics. She certainly didn't seem ill, but to me it looks as though she may had suffered a little stroke.... do chickens have strokes?

As time went on we really were at a loose end. We didn't want to have her put down unnecessarily of course, although we hoped she wasn't suffering.  In the mornings when Alan would let the ladies out, he would get Auntie Marg down for a little toddle aound, making sure she drank her medicine, then put her back in her comfy alpaca and straw bed.  Oh yes nothing but the best for our ladies!

One morning I went to let the 'Aunties' out.  Alan prepared me that she may have died in the night.  I was prepared, we had thought that for the past week.  I opened the door slowly as I didn't know where she was. Thankfully the door is raised about 4 inches (in old money) due to a step into their room, and the door brushed over her, she had been lying behind the door.  I felt awful!  I picked her up, gave her a cuddle and popped her back into her fleecy warm bed again.  Bless her!

It was just a few days later after tucking the ladies up for the night, Alan was concerned.  He thought she looked weaker than usual.  It's so hard to lose a pet, no matter how big or small, but I must admit it was a sad relief when she had passed away during that night. Aw God bless Auntie Marg.





Argh... Where has the time gone!

Sorry to deceive you but this is not a blog post, more like a grovelling apology.  In between reminding myself of zumba choreograhy for tonight, I shall endeavor to start to catch up.

Now what was there... Alan's new book, my ebook, Costa Women and Spain Buddy interviews, some wild weather here, the losing of dear ole Auntie Marg (a chicken... don't worry too much)  then there is also my trip back to Brighton in November plus the latest on my teeth and eyes, AND Christmas in England with the new baby grandson. Phew ok, let's get dancing, have some lunch and get blooming cracking.  
Sorry it's been so long.  catch up soon!

On a good note it's sunny today....