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!

Monday, October 06, 2008

Does maths help?

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I can’t help feeling that some idiot savant mathematician would have had a field day with the way we sat in the pharmacy waiting area today....
Sunday, October 05, 2008

A forward step?

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An excellent conversation (and dinner) last night with two parents from The School That Sacked Me. A great deal of bitterness was expressed ...
Saturday, October 04, 2008

Location! Price! Location!

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Doom, gloom and crisis are finally reflecting itself in lower prices for property, even in this area. This does not mean to say that the hou...
Friday, October 03, 2008

Summer thoughts?

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The last remnants of the hut have gone from the beach – it is as if it has never been. The beach is now truly ours again. The weather is bri...
Thursday, October 02, 2008

The declension of learning

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Listening to an explanation of Spanish Verbs can be a taxing experience; listening to the explanation in a foreign language is closer to tor...
Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Keep on rolling

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Not only but also. Another morning up with the lark. This could be habit forming. Alas, the reason was a faulty fear of missing a Spanish le...
Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Always time to read!

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There is much to be said for forgetting that your Spanish lesson has been cancelled because it gives you more of the morning to enjoy having...
Monday, September 29, 2008

Writing and Reading

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Today was the day I sent off the next instalment in my attempt to get the results of the Readathon from The School That Sacked Me. This char...
Saturday, September 27, 2008

Catalan cutlure

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I woke to the thunderous sound of passing planes and the sad realization that my series of CDs in La Vanguardia devoted to Catalan music and...
Friday, September 26, 2008

City life

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I do not consider my handwriting to be overly expansive, but the cursive sweep of my letters is more than my new fountain pen can cope with....
Thursday, September 25, 2008

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God knows it was difficult enough to get a hand on what was happening in the place when I was actually employed in The School That Sacked me...
Wednesday, September 24, 2008

More lessons!

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I took out my Spanish workbook for its case yesterday. In itself a triumph. I opened it. Another triumph. I applied myself to my homework an...
Tuesday, September 23, 2008

The torture begins!

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Three Portuguese, one Russian, one Pakistani, two French, one Indian, one Indian, one Muslim indeterminate, and me. The composition of my ne...
Monday, September 22, 2008

Another Rubicon to cross!

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I knew that there was something not right when my appearance at the language school was hard on the heels of the portly caretaker. As he ...
Sunday, September 21, 2008

Children and dogs

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Children are not Labradors. I have only the one approach to children under the age of three or four: treat them like dogs. Well, not ‘dogs’ ...
Friday, September 19, 2008

Endings?

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This weekend is officially the last weekend of the summer. And, true to its designation, it has rained. It has produced a most refreshing ch...

Possibilities

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The atmosphere inside The School That Sacked Me has been described by One Who Knows as “horrendous.” The Owner, with the callous inconsidera...
Thursday, September 18, 2008

Ever upwards ergonomically!

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I mark this day with a white stone. This Roman system of commendation seems appropriate for the occasion. Today I slogged up the hill to MNA...
Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Dreams and reality

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Suddenly things become just that little bit more real. ‘Real’ that is until you remember that you have no money and money is what you need t...
Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Which Spain?

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My continuing exploration of the Spanish psyche, albeit through the medium of British writers, has continued with my reading ‘¡Guerra!’ by J...
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