Tag Archives: Spain
The Power of Poison (bilingual)
The drops of Venom formed rivers of terraced wounds. Wounds relentlessly, mercilessly, whiplashed, time and time again. The hierarchy of attitudes obscured a yardstick of valueless rituals. Rituals of no appreciation, no respect thrust time and time again. The illusions … Continue reading
Spain – The meaning of Mañana
First Mañanas After agreeing to pick me up at ten o’clock, the last words Ricardo said to me was ‘hasta mañana.’ He grinned. In my innocence, I thought I understood, being one of the words Spanish has given to the … Continue reading
Fish; From the North Sea to the Mediterranean
In the beginning I love fish; having been brought up on choice Scottish haddock that is no surprise. It remains my favourite fish, loving how it flakes, each bite a wave of flavour declaring its origin. Like all quality produce, … Continue reading
Spain; From Tapas to Pinchos.
My first summer job in Spain was in Logroño, capital of the Rioja wine region. I had left a blistering Madrid for the cooler north where I was met by my next boss, Alicia, at the train station. I was … Continue reading
Spain; First Piece of Paper and First Paella
With the timetables glitches resolved and settling into routine, the school gave us time off to start what was to become the first of very, very many paper trails: another Spanish Life Art form. You have to go in person, … Continue reading
Spain – Conflict, Culture and Consideration.
Shell-shocked and in state of bus lag, I was driven back to Madrid and Ricardo dumped me at Rosa and Manuel’s then invited me to lunch at the weekend. ‘When am I to move into the flat?’ ‘The landlady ees … Continue reading
Spain; In The Beginning There Was A Letter, Then There was Passion.
Maternal Concern ‘Marta’s horrified.’ My mother forced her way into my thoughts. Her campaign to dissuade me from working in Buenos Aires had begun. I had recently returned from a not very successful stint as an au pair in Greece. … Continue reading
