Here we come, walkin’ Down the street. We get the funniest looks from Ev’ry one we meet. Hey, hey, we’re the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we’re too busy singing eating To put anybody down. We go wherever we want to, do what we like to do We don’t have time to […]Read Post ›
The Holocaust, for those of us not able to remember it, and that’s most of us, is generally taken to refer to the mass killing of Jewish people in Nazi Germany. Reasonably, in my view, there are also definitions of the Holocaust to include disabled people and Romani people. Here’s an example of Jews and […]Read Post ›
… stays mainly on the N340. The second journey in less than a month, setting off in rain. I like travelling in soft rain though. It’s soothing. They grey light doesn’t jar on the eyeballs or give me vertigo over the nasty drops when the N340 takes the high road. The N340 is the coastal […]Read Post ›
A pikey, for non-Brits, is slang for gypsy/traveller. There are a couple of explanations for the derivation of the word: 1) from a ‘turnpike’ which was where people would pay tolls in olden times in the UK, and apparently the travellers would gather and camp around the turnpike (source, urban dictionary) 2) from a 16th […]Read Post ›
I get some odd requests on this blog. Sometimes for info about Gib which isn’t too difficult to provide. Sometimes I’m asked to write for other blogs. Although I’ll ask what they want and what their T&Cs are, I invariably end up declining. If I’m writing something for FREE, I don’t want to be told […]Read Post ›
1) It is small Very small. You can walk from one end to the other and back home in a few hours (I know, I’ve done it on a geocaching exped). It is approx three miles by 3/4 of a mile and around two and a half miles square (I know those figures don’t add […]Read Post ›
After a year of keeping the garden going all year at the finca, I thought it would be interesting to look at what worked and what didn’t. And try and work out why. So this is a mix of an annual review, and a ‘thoughts from exile’ post, as I spent a lot of time […]Read Post ›
Happy 2014 to all my regular readers and anyone else who chances upon this esoteric mix of life in Gib and Spain. Or perhaps that should be eclectic. Maybe both. New Year’s Day was spent happily tidying up the finca, and returning to Gib. The reverse of Christmas Day which was spent happily tidying up […]Read Post ›
