Life in Culebrón

I thought I might write a blog. Then I realised that nothing has happened to me for days so I couldn't. Later, as I pottered at some u...

I'm a sucker for gestures. The bit in Casablanca, where Laszlo says "Play the Marseillaise, play it!" and Rick nods, and the...

Do you know that Louis XVI wrote Rien, French for nothing, in his diary, on the day the Bastille was stormed? That was 14th July 1789, one...

I've just been into town. There's a video doing the rounds on social media of a woman runner scuffling with a couple of police o...

I like to get out and about. Anything from a film to a fiesta, a gallery to a concert, the theatre and, occasionally, even sports events. ...

It's really strange. Nothing much has changed and yet everything is very different. I'm sure you know that Spain is in a "S...

A pal had to go to accident and emergency yesterday. He was having trouble breathing and he suspected he had something lodged in his win...

As I remember it the, "it's my arm doctor" quote was some sort of running joke. It had to be delivered with a broad Scots ac...

Another couple of personal tales. If you're looking for stories of Spain skip this one. Thrashing around on a supermarket floor mus...