Life in Culebrón

When Spanish people ask me what I like most about Spain I say the anarchy. Then I have to backtrack because the word has more history and mo...

I remember sport, things sporting, at school with a mix of horror and shame. Rugby was shivering on frost hardened mud with my hands dow...

I am often quite concerned by my Facebook feed. Apparently I have friends, acquaintances and friends of acquaintances who believe that wea...

Going to the bank on Spain is a pain in the backside. The queues go on for ever. There aren't enough tellers whilst there are far too...

I go to the flicks as often as I can. As with everything else I write in this blog I've mentioned it before. My life just isn't e...