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!

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Lie on the beach and vegetate?

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In future ages people will look back at the beginning of the twenty first century and laugh with incredulous contempt at the number, range a...
Friday, August 13, 2010

After the rain

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Although everything seems fresher it hardly seems justification for the chaos of the pools which has been caused by the storm last night. ...
Thursday, August 12, 2010

The Tasks Begin!

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The library is now cleared of the drifts of clothes which have accumulated after a few disgorgements from the washing machine and the books ...
Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Holiday!

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In a disappointing reversal of usual expectations the two Pauls went out last night and actually returned unscathed. They revisited the noto...
Monday, August 09, 2010

Holiday Hospital

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Grey is the colour of health in Catalonia. We are used to the particular shade of grey from our local health centre but yesterday we had the...
Saturday, August 07, 2010

The tyranny of the young

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It is gratifying to find that I can still be diverted by new experiences. Last night I was peremptorily summoned by an imperious two year ol...
Thursday, August 05, 2010

Way to go!

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To my everlasting shame not only one but the second Paul was up before I had raised myself from my bed. To compensate for this sluggishness ...
Wednesday, August 04, 2010

The end and the start

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My sleep yesterday night was interrupted only by the constant thump of a distant disco and the sound of finest quality Egyptian cotton sheet...
Tuesday, August 03, 2010

To days dim with alcohol!

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It’s a function of having gone to Paris in August once too often when the surly indifference of the average Frenchman is at its height and y...
Sunday, August 01, 2010

News from the South

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I’ll just pop in to the corner shop for a jar of Marmite, a packet of custard powder and a few Oxo cubes then we can have a drink with Howar...
Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Where is my sun!

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There is no stasis like “waiting for the van.” My injured camera - it does so much to call it merely “damaged” seems an insult to its capaci...
Tuesday, July 27, 2010

I have my rights

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The major irritants in any normal swimming pool are the humans; other humans. If those other humans are children so much the worse. I am a c...
Monday, July 26, 2010

Never a day without dolour

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Tragedy! I have dropped my new camera and reduced it from a compact, cutting edge miracle of miniaturization to something akin to a Kodak bo...
Sunday, July 25, 2010

And the reading goes on!

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I still can’t find “Homo Faber” and so finished off the bitterly ironic “Penguin Island” – which, also ironically cost two shillings in 1948...
Saturday, July 24, 2010

Tricky transport

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Two exceptional meals: last night with Irene in a restaurant called ‘Kafka’ (at which point I know I should make some sort of knowing joke a...
Friday, July 23, 2010

The ironic eye

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If we are to believe the logic of The Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy (and what thinking person does not) then what has happened today eith...
Thursday, July 22, 2010

Sublime and Odd

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The sky is difficult to read this morning: layers of cloud, smears of grey enlivened by occasional wedges of a bluer grey; where the sun sho...
Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Action and connections

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A Noise Abatement Society flourishing in this part of Catalonia is as likely as thriving vegetarianism in Argentina. Our Dawn Chorus today w...
Tuesday, July 20, 2010

A trip to the city

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OK I couldn’t find a parking space in the actual station car park but I did find a space outside a school within easy walking distance. The ...
Monday, July 19, 2010

Why do more?

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My day is defined by swimming and lazing. Isn’t that the definition of a holiday? I can remember when my holiday days were filled with frant...
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