Road Raging (or Car Park Raging, but you get the point)...

OK I'll admit it. I have been known to suffer from the odd bout of road rage. This usually occurs at this time of year when the roads around Marbella are clogged full of tourists in their rent a cars trying to find the nearest sports bar and Madrilleños in their Mercedes, who pay no heed to road signs and parking spaces, considering themselves to be far too civilised to worry about what we uncouth Andalucians think.

Regular readers of my column will know my thoughts on other motoring matters in Spain. Especially my distain of souped up Seat Leons, quad bikes and the fact that no one in this country has the faintest idea about how to correctly navigate a roundabout, And why Spain needs so many of the bloody things. I think that there must be an EU directive that each country with an EU funded road network is obliged to construct a roundabout every kilometre or so. Normally with some ill judged piece of modern art. Therre are giant ants just outside Estepona and one roundabout at the entrance to Benalmadena greets the new arrival with a pile of giant steel balls. I will pass no further comment.

I'm also used to the generally rubbish standard of parking during summer. Any popular bar on the coast will normally have cars double or triple parked outside it, and it can take prolonged beeping plus a few choice Andaluz words to get your car out if you do find yourself blocked in.

The current trend for large 4x4s and American muscle cars also makes parking somewhat of a problem as they tend to take up at least two spaces on their own. And I thought my own bete noir of parking was spotting a gap between two cars, only to find a skip parked there...

All this pales into significance when compared to the parking I witnessed last month. I was doing the weekly shop in my local supermarket and had parked downstairs to keep out of the heat. I try and time my shopping to coincide with siesta so that I don't have to fight my way to the checkout.

The supermarket was quiet and there were only four other cars parked downstairs. And then I saw it. A convertible BMW parked close to the entrance. Across two disabled parking spaces.

Strangely enough I fought the compulsion to key the idiot's blue paintwork and instead posted the photo below on social media, which brought a similar response to my own outrage. So if anyone out there does know whose car this is, I´d be delighted to name and shame them!


Burning Up

Living in a cottage (the Casita del Lago) in the middle of a UNESCO designated biosphere, fire has always been one of my biggest fears. I'm not so concerned about the danger to myself as the Casita is lakefront and so in the event of a blaze my plan of escape mainly consists of grabbing 50 Shades the cat, leaping into one of the kayaks and paddling madly away from any blaze. But earlier this summer my worst fears came true when fire struck the hills.

It was a Sunday and, as I had a couple of guests saying over from Switerland, we decided to hit the beach. I also host a radio show on a Sunday, and not wanting to be distubed from my few hours of free time with my (female) companions, I turned my mobile off.

As I parked the car outside the studio later that day, I switched the phone back on and it immediately began ringing.

The first call was from Marco, one of my neighbours. He told me that there was a fire close to the Casita, and when I asked him how bad it was, he answered “Ufffff”. Marco is a lawyer and not prone to exageration, so I knew “Uffff” was serious.

The Yummy Mummy (a very attractive neighbour, if you were wondering) was next on the phone, saying that she could see the smoke from her place, about halfway up the Istan road, and I should get up there sharpish.

As I speed up the road I could see the plumes of smoke rising further up the valley. I was halted by a Guardia Civil roadblock and I told them that I lived on kilometre 11.

Where was the fire I asked?

“Kilometre 11” they replied.

Shit.

I was allowed to drive up to kilometre 10, where I could clearly see flames as well as helicopters dropping water. At a second road block I was told that I would not be allowed to drive down the track to my house as it was too dangerous. Two hours later the fire was still burning so I decided to go back to the beach.

The girls had fully embraced the beach lifestyle and I found them chilling out on their sunbeds. When I broached the rather sensitive subject of the possibility of the Casita being burnt to the ground they shurgged. “If the house has burnt down, have a mojito. And if the house hasn't burnt down, then have a mojito!!!”

Later that night we were allowed back down the track to the Casita. The house was untouched but it was close, as the fire had started just 500 metres to the north and the wind was blowing in the opposite direction. That night we stood on the terrace and watched the torches of the firemen as they made sure the fire was out. The fire had caused damage, but without the skill of the helicopter pilots and firefighters it could have been much worse.


All for a Good Paws Cause

Some of the most Marbella's most beautiful girls and hunky guys are highlighting the plight of abandoned animals in a sizzling new calendar

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The calendar is the idea of passionate animal lover and manager of The Boardwalk Restaurant Kara Robertson. Kara has been involved with rescue dogs for several years and the calendar will help raise both awareness and funds for Last Chance Animal Rescue.

“All of the dogs that feature in the calendar were saved from certain death in the pounds by Last Chance Animal Rescue” says Kara, “It's really important that the charity keeps going and this calendar is one way of raising money. And it'll be great to have hanging on your wall”

Local media personality Giles Brown is perhaps the most unlikely male model to appear but he (tastefully) strips off as Mr February. “I think it's a great idea for a good cause” he says  “And I've never been asked to be a nude model before, so that's another one off the bucket list!” 

You can find out more on Facebook at Last Chance Animal Calendar or by calling Kara on 672 575 644.  


New Deal for Marbella Rugby Club

Marbella Rugby Club announced Grupo Trocadero as its main sponsors at a press conference this week. The four-year deal means that Groupo Trocadero, which owns three beach restaurants in Marbella and a fourth in Sotogrande, will sponsor all of the teams, and that the club will be known as Trocadero Marbella Rugby Club.

Also present at the press conference at the restaurant Trocadero Arena was Marbella mayor Jose Bernal, who stressed how important rugby was in raising the town's profile in the Spanish sports scene.

Marbella Rugby Club enjoyed a hugely successful season in 2014/15, finishing top of the Andulcian league, and the club's junior teams have run out Spanish champions at several levels in recent years. Players have gone to play professionally, as well as represent Spain and England at junior levels.

Club President Francisco Garcia Caro said that the ultimate aim of Trocadero Marbella Rugby Club was to gain promotion to the national league. The sponsorship deal marked a new era for the club, a view that was underlined by the announcement that the club will be working with Victory Sports, a sports marketing company that represents the Spanish National Rugby Federation and has previous secured sponsorship deals with Heineken and Orange.

The 2015/2106 season begins in October, with  Trocadero Marbella Rugby Club once again aiming to be champions of Andalucia.


Feeding Lives

Marbella may be a byword for luxury and wealth, but a charity organisation cares for the less fortunate. Ser Humano, now in its fifth year provides healthy meals for those on very low incomes, as well as giving them theopportunity to enjoy a hot shower and clean and iron their clothes.

The charity operates out of offices donated by the Town Hall in the Miraflores district, one of Marbella's poorest areas, as well as San Pedro Alcantara.  Providing food daily for 400 people, half of them children, director Ana Garido explained that Ser Humano offers offers breakfast and lunch as well as a packed lunch for schoolchildren. People can eat in the canteen at the offices, or collect precooked food to be taken home. In addition the charity also delivers food to the elderly or disabled at their homes.

It was scorching on the summer day that I visited. at the same time that Masons from Gemini Lodge 51 in Calahonda were donating €1200 that they had raised for food, clothing and other supplies that the charity needs.

In the kitchen the volenteer cooks were busy preparing the lunch menu, seemingly oblivious to the heat, while people patiently queued for their food. There was a cross section of people, from women carrying children to elderly men quietly eating their food.

"We have all nationalites and types of people here" explained Ana "because Marbella is like that. People come to us through the social services, health clinics, the Red Cross and others".

Ana showed us around the facilities including the  men's and women's showers, the huge walk in fridges, laundry room and lastly the colourful children's playroom.

"We have been providing food for those who need it since 2010. And donations like today's are vitally important because of the economic situation." Ana told me "But all are welcome here and we try to help everyone."

To make a donation or provide food and other goods call

951 216 602 email info@asociacionserhumano.org

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