The Rock God

We’re settling into life in Ibiza and are getting to meets loads of lovely people while we’re doing it. One who needs a special mention has to be The Rock God. The Rock God is an English guy who used to work in the music industry back in Blighty, but now works over here as an IT guru. We actually made contact with him through this very blog and went for a few cervezas with him last week after finding out that we were living in the same building. His story involving being caught with jazz cigarettes by the Italian rozzers at a Pink Floyd gig was particularly entertaining I have to say. Actually his scathing critiques of Noel Gallagher and Richard Park were great too.

Anyway we have been trying to set up a broadband connection for our mac and it’s been a trying experience. I won’t bore you with you with the intricate IT details but getting it to work was far beyond the capabilities of me and Mrs B. So we gave The Rock God a call and he told us to come down to his flat on the floor below where he’d sort us right out. So we trundled off to his flat offering a six pack of Cruz Campo in return for getting us online - bargain.

When we went in there was so many computers, monitors, printers etc that I didn’t know whether his flat was an actual flat or the flight deck of the Starship Enterprise. Seriously I expected a Klingon to come out of the kitchen with tea and biscuits. I’m sure his flat is the reason there’s so many blackouts in Spain. I can imagine there’s a little Scottish fella in the local power station going “Captain there’s nae much poower left, she’s gannae bloow.” Anyway The Rock God did us proud and I can inform you that I’m typing this blog in our living room as opposed to being sat next to some sweaty teenager in the internet caff downstairs. So, a big shout out to the Rock God - I’m giving you the rock salute for all your hard work my friend.

Mr B

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