It rained all day today, more or less. Up in Adeje, where I am working, the low clouds hovered theatrically until the early afternoon. Now, truth to tell, this is the kind of weather I remember from Christmases in England, but the one they have there this year – Wow! It sounds straight out of Hollywood. I only remember one Christmas when the snow was actually still on the ground on the 25th, and know what? I slipped on the ice and my brand-new porcelain bride doll suffered a brain haemorrhage! In those days I had to wait the entire year to get the plastic one the following Christmas…..this must have been about the time when the world was waking up to the possibilities of plastic.
But doing last minute shopping tonight this sight did press the nostalgia buttons. But not really nostalgia for what was, because 20-odd years ago, when I left the UK, Christmas wasn’t nearly so flashy. It is more a nostalgia for what might have been or what should have been. Whatever the psycology it was a very pleasant feeling of the fuzzy, warm variety.
This is the church square in Los Cristianos this festive season.