Two Sheets And A Pair Of Pillowcases

Yes it was a major milestone for us on Saturday, we finally got round to buying some new {spare} sheets and pillowcases from Primark. So we set off down to the Boulevard with one mission in mind, well, three actually. The first two being mandatory.

a) Drinky poos in our favourite bar.

b) A meal at one of the many restaurants to choose from.

c) The boring bit.


It´s quite an eye opener to find a huge Primark sat amidst designer shops the likes of:

  • Massimo Dutti
  • Punta Roma
  • Benetton
  • Zara
  • Zara Home
  • Stradivarius
  • Springfield
  • Deichman
  • Pull and Bear
  • Shana
  • Yess
  • Oysho
  • Guess
  • Blanco
  • Swarovski
  • Bershka
  • Lefties
  • Iokase

To name but a few,, and please excuse any spelling mistakes, my spell-checker reckons Deichman is a Dutchman…

However, Saturday was bang smack in the middle of the multi-coloured holiday I told you about yesterday… There´s always something on at the mall, but this was a fame, fortune, photo-shoots, and autographs time. They had one of Spain´s top Rap Artists called “El Langui” doing a concert.

Now I´m not particularly into Rap music, but “El Langui” was really something else! He got the crowds involved just like Robbie Williams used to, (before his voice went crap). So there I was, stood amidst the melee, except I couldn´t get anywhere near the stage.

No, he´s not on this one…

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A brief glimpse…

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Another brief glimpse…

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Sod it, I just held my phone up in the air like everyone else does…

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TE VEO! Crowd: EEYEAY!!! And so on and so forth. I even joined in when the “one liners” started turning into rhyming sentences, and we all had to do the moonwalk thing. Oh there´s something quite exhilarating about being amidst a crowd watching a Rock Rap concert when you can´t understand a word, and yet find yourself singing them… 

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In Brit terms a descriptive phrase would be something like “they blew the roof off,” but there isn´t one…

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Might´ve done a better job if I´d just pointed at the live stream on the giant screen?

When the concert finished we went upstairs for a meal and got a great view of him posing for photos with people, and signing autographs on stage. The queue was just a mass of adoring fans, security was tight. Handbags and shopping bags were handed over before going onstage, only one family allowed up there at once. Then they´d pass their mobiles to a professional photographer, pose and click… Two hours later there was still a queue. We got all the gossip about who he was, and how famous he was from one of the waitresses.

Whilst in observant mode I said to Dave, “Well his jaws must be killing him having to smile and pose for so long, and just think, he´s probably caught a cold with all the “mwah mwah” kissing going on.”

Reply: “Well there´s only you could come up with that.” (Flattery gets him nowhere).


As a Brit in Spain there comes a point on such occasions where “one” asks “oneself” if this kind of experience could ever happen in the UK? Well from personal experience the answer is NO. The culture, spontaneity and lifestyle here makes it possible. Comparison is futile… To be fair though the mall has a list of events on their website, and at the info desk. However, in the traditional idea of a shopping mall, it´s not ever supposed to turn into the O2 arena when you´re just buying some bedding.

There´s also an app you can download to your phone to guide you through the place when you get there. Oh, and personal shop assistants (I mean humans) are available too! Just share your designer “To Do” list and follow. But I prefer to wander, then I don´t miss anything extra that wasn´t on the original list…

So, many hours later than intended, we went down the shopping aisle to where Primark sits, past about 30 designer shops in the process. As per norm, the male of the species holds the female hand, and guides her swiftly on. Meanwhile she walks forwards, but ogles sideways. I´ve discovered that after a while it´s possible to look through the doors of one, (between the front windows) and scan inside left and right without actually going in…

Shush, men don´t realise we can take note and handbag bag the item sometime else. “Ohhh look at that, I´ve been trying to find one of those for ages!” (Usually does it). Little does he know it was spotted just last week…

Something else I´ve noticed is that now the holiday season is over and most of the “second home” owners have gone. It´s back to just the Spanish and expats round here, which is what is was like when we first moved in. The bods reckon the stats for some places on the Costa Blanca is roughly 50/50 Spanish and expats. Well not here! We´re out-numbered big style, and wouldn´t have it any other way.

Note: My husband looks like he´s Spanish, so between him and me we must appear like a 50/50. Strange but true…

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