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On the ferry back to England he realises that he needs to get his wooden boat to Spain. He is daunted at the prospect of sailing The Bay of Biscay and searches for a skipper. He finds one, but is let down at the last moment, forcing him to do the trip himself with a scratch crew.
During the voyage he ditches the rule book. Having battled through the huge waves of the Atlantic coast of Portugal and Spain, the tensions aboard the boat finally come to a head in Gibraltar, where he eventually finds himself alone on a small boat, facing another six hundred miles of sailing to the north of Spain
Some months later, finding himself living on a housing estate in rural Cataluña, cheek by jowl with British and German expats, he feels jaded and disillusioned. He then plans his escape.
They scour the Spanish countryside for the retreat they were looking for in the first place. They find it, make their escape and accept their primitive existence of solar panels, no telephone or mains electricity and limited water with open arms.
Later, his estranged teenage daughter arrives to live with them. She then falls in love with a rough diamond from the East End. He is twice her age and the writer does not approve. The writer then falls for his young and beautiful Spanish accountant. His wife suspects but passes it off as a mid life crisis.
Life at the small olive farm is basic but idyllic, marred only by the tension arising from the ill fated relationship between his daughter and the diamond geezer.
Following a burglary, they become prisoners in their own dream. They venture out, but not together. They become an island and are eventually faced with an awful decision. Stay or go?
Shortly after his return to civilisation, the same feelings of being misplaced return with a vengeance. He loathes his surroundings. His wife doesn’t. He feels trapped.
Completely out of the blue he makes a phone call to the other side of the world. It becomes a massive turning point in his life.
Breaking his wife’s heart, he shuts the front door of the Spanish villa and heads for the airport.
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On a whim, a man in
his early forties decides to sell up and live in Spain with his
wife. After scouring the Mediterranean coast for several weeks,
they put a deposit down on a plot of land in a housing estate in the
Catalan countryside. He then gets second thoughts, and wonders what
on earth he has done. 
He battles with his
feelings for many weeks, almost to the point of self destruction. He
loves his wife. But he can’t see the cracks that had appeared. His
sweetheart, he has always loved. He had locked her far away in his
heart for almost a lifetime. He had to go to her.