Cardiff to Catalonia!

Having moved from Cardiff: these are the day to day thoughts, enthusiasms and detestations of someone coming to terms with his life in Catalonia and always finding much to wonder at!

Sunday, July 06, 2008

On other people's shoulders!

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Watching a very young child clamber up the backs of a human construction some fifty feet high to the accompaniment of a raucous orchesta of ...
Saturday, July 05, 2008

One thing after another!

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As I opened the door to go to the opera there, standing on the threshold, early, far too early to be home from work was Toni! Not one to all...
Thursday, July 03, 2008

The repair man never calls!

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The way to contentment is not gained by dwelling on the amount of time spent waiting for repairmen to deliver the dishwasher they have manag...
Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Waiting to go!

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I don’t think that I am alone in thinking airports life denying vortices of desperation. There is a desolation about those vast, inhuman, ar...
Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Big, bad bank!

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Never, never bank with BBVA. Follow this simple rule and your way through life has just got to be better. Not only was there the usual long ...
Monday, June 30, 2008

A win to savour

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I never thought that I would ever sit in a restaurant in Catalonia and hear the chant of “Es – pañ – ya!” echo around me! But I have sat in ...
Sunday, June 29, 2008

A Simple Night Out

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The good thing was we weren’t actually stranded on a desolate motorway miles from anywhere relying on my shaky grasp of Spanish to contact t...
Saturday, June 28, 2008

To read is to live!

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It is difficult to tell if the dead cactus I planted to commemorate the cessation of my scholastic striving in Sitges has changed its status...
Friday, June 27, 2008

Untune the sky!

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Be wary of asking for CDs of Vaughan Williams in Barcelona. I was in ‘the other part’ of El Corte Ingles and browsing through the classical ...
Thursday, June 26, 2008

Building block invectve!

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Just when you thought it was impossible to lavish any more hatred and loathing on an institution that ranks lower than the dirt under the fi...
Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Undone things

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I should now be in school. I have been sitting on the balcony with a pot of strong tea and watching the cleaners on the beach finally return...
Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Body Beach

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Last night what I can only call a Saturnalia took place on the beach outside our flat. Throughout the day the sporadic Beirut-like explosion...
Monday, June 23, 2008

I know I have the body of a weak and feeble teacher, but . . .

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The past few days have been like living in a tired war zone where desultory and lethargically sporadic explosions in a seemingly random patt...
Sunday, June 22, 2008

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The Església Parroquial de Sant Pere de Ribes is only a hundred or so years old, but looks much older because of the style in which it is bu...
Saturday, June 21, 2008

Time to stand and stare

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My first day of sackedness. And a time for reflection. To commemorate this momentous readjustment in my employment status I have planted a d...
Friday, June 20, 2008

The day of an open ended holiday!

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“To have been sacked once Stephen might be regarded as unfortunate. To have been sacked twice smacks of the worst excesses of the Tolpuddle ...
Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Petard of Pixels

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Stymied by technology! My credentials as someone who is computer savvy have now taken a punishing bump from my incompetence with the reports...
Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Keep a grip!

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“The weather,” I was told with authority, “is going to change on Wednesday.” Given the generally unsympathetic offerings the celestial spher...
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