Category Archives: spain

Ordering on the menu

I’m visiting my parents again. My dad is in a long queue for a new knee on the Spanish national health service, so after my conference I trotted a couple of hundred kilometres down the coast to boost his spirits … Continue reading

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The long hair of youth: how unique and quintessential it is!

Last weekend, as an excuse to make the journey, I cycled in the sun to the nearby tip and back carrying K’s ancient laptop. It was the sort of morning, with radiant solar power offset by cooling winds, that makes … Continue reading

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Postscraps

A few days ago, we went to a Spanish café/restaurant that we’ve been to several times before, and I ordered the same goat’s cheese salad I ordered before. I checked the menu—again—to make sure they hadn’t sneaked any meat into … Continue reading

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[Witty title goes hair]

It was only a couple of days ago that I learned about Bob Flowerdew’s hair. I’ll never listen to GQT the same way again. Not that, er, I ever did listen to it in the first place. Speaking of which, … Continue reading

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What would Morrissey say?

Spain, I love you. But when it comes to any kind of vegetarian food, you drive me crazy. Even my one-time Spanish housemate – a vegetarian herself – declared that if she hadn’t been brought up in the heart of … Continue reading

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Wherever I lay my hat: there’s my hat

Well, despite this warning I was still rather hoping to write at least one or two things here, but that clearly didn’t happen. In the end, Mum asked us to come over after her operation – her first operation, as … Continue reading

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Service outages in the coming months

How much and how often I write here for the next few weeks will be entirely out of my control. This is because a couple of weeks ago my mother was diagnosed with early breast cancer. On Tuesday she will … Continue reading

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