Laters
No more from me for a while. Catch you on the flip side.
Month: March 2014
Desert Island Discs
A long long time ago, or so it feels, when I was in Spanish exile, I whiled away my time writing blog posts by hand. One of them was Desert Island Discs. As I had no television, internet or other distraction and couldn’t be bothered with the radio, I played records. Those black round things […]Read Post ›
Caged, docked, and vamped
The men in the street were erecting a metal cage. Perhaps it was an official feeding station for feral cats for my neighbours? Perhaps it was to punish people caught feeding monkeys? I walked out of the block with Little Rat. The pavement was blocked with wheelie bins and the large cardboard boxes that the […]Read Post ›
Seeing red
As you do, when you wake up at 5am, I clicked on Hal. Five am is a nuisance. It is too early to get up, but too late to go back to sleep before getting up at 6am. I flicked onto comments. ‘Hi, borrowed one of your pictures …’ Borrowed? Give it back. Right now. […]Read Post ›
World book day in Gibraltar
Book crossing, book fair, it was all happening across the street from me, so the idle roughseas legs didn’t have to walk too far to see if there were any goodies for her to snaffle. So this will be a book post with a few reviews thrown in, including some very good reads. But first, […]Read Post ›
Otro día, another day
And your Gibraltar sleuthhound is here with breaking news. Or rather breaking glass. Wandering out this morning Partner encountered a dog walker we know (OK, so we know most dog walkers around our streets). ‘Look at the jeweller’s window on your way down,’ he said. ‘I asked the police if they had caught them yet, […]Read Post ›
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