Restaurant Paraiso - Parcent

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What a great night we had at Restaurant Paraiso last night.


It was our wedding anniversary a few days ago and we decided to finish the week off at one of our favourite eating houses, on the outskirts of the village of Parcent, on the Costa Blanca.

We weren’t disappointed. The welcome from Victoria and her staff at Restaurant Paraiso was as warm as ever, it made us feel special - but there again, they make everyone feel special - something that makes you want to go back. The weather was kind, the food absolutely delicious, the entertainment, provided by ‘John The Fiddler’, nothing short of terrific - a perfect evening all round.

Congratulations, Victoria and David, for providing us with such a great venue - long may your food shower down on us.

The views from Restaurant Paraiso are magnificent; and when we arrive, we can’t help but stand and gaze at the spectacle. You can see for miles, right across the Jalon Valley. The interior décor has some great quirks that I love, like the ancient olive press by the bar that looks as if it was part of the original building - it‘s massive - and the old, agricultural, flour-measuring device by the entrance.


All in all, what with the food and entertainment and the welcome we had, it was a successful night. It was a shame that I couldn’t stay the whole evening, but I hurt my back a couple of days ago shifting a statue from my terrace, and I began to be uncomfortable, so we had to leave early - but I loved it all the same.


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Jack Chambers has sent another joke -

A proposed council tax-evaluation policy will mean reassessment of current house values which will mean they will charge us more if we live in a nice area.

That ought to mean discounts for those of us who live in rough areas.

There is a huge house in our street. The extended family is run by a grumpy old woman with a pack of irritable dogs allowed to run without leads. Her car isn't taxed or insured and doesn't even have a number plate, but the police still do nothing. To the best of my knowledge, she has never worked.

Her bad-tempered old man is notorious for racist comments. A shopkeeper blamed him for arranging the murder of his son and his son's girl-friend, but nothing has been proved.

All their kids have broken marriages except the youngest, who everyone thought was gay.

Two grandsons are meant to be in the Army but are always out partying in nightclubs. It is not known if they have the same father. They are out of control.

I hate living near Windsor Castle.

Thanks Jack. Love it....

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A little bird flying south

Bedlam - Opinion
Good old Ed Goldstraw from Leek, in Staffordshire, has sent me another joke.

A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.

As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.

Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.

Moral of the story:

(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.

(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.

(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!

Brilliant, Ed. Thanks for that. Keep 'em rolling.

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