Liquorice and Barry White

It is official. We bought a house yesterday. Or a place that resembles a house. And it will be a pretty house one day. It just needs little fixing here and there and everywhere. Seriously, it needs to be fixed from floor to roof and then from up stare floor to roof again. But its ours!

Opening the door for the first time

So, soon its time to say Goodbye to Palma and Hello Santa Margalida. The little town northeast in Mallorca with about 3000 inhabitants. I feel really excited about this and as we are fixing as much as possible with ourselves it is going to be golden times for the relations ship also...

So yesterday after papers were sign we celebrated with cups of cappuccino and took a drive to the house. Baby J is of course dressed for the occasion. Bow tie and all.

Landscape of Santa Margalida

The Garden

Mr. C in acción 

Maybe not a big city but Santa Margalida has already surprised me positively. In the store behind the corner they sell Finnish liquorice. Everything will be fine.

Made in Finland

In the evening driving back home, of the 76 radio stations, nothing acceptable to listen.
Mr. C asked: what do you want to listen.
Me: something easy and relaxing.
Mr. C: Barry White