The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain. Except that today it fell mainly on us and we were in the hills. Hornachuelos, the gateway to the Sierra Morena. What name could me more enticing and more Spanish? It perches on a ridge formed by two ravines. In the time of my novel, it …
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Pining
So we have arrived in Cordoba. What a difference the sun makes, the clouds are covering the sky from horizon to horizon, and the Guadalquivir river is brown. So we are playing spoilt children and pining for sunny Seville. My friend sets off to do some shopping, just a few things: bread and salad. But …
Feria de Abril – The Seville Fair
There has been an explosion of colour. It is Divali meets Royal Ascot and the Melbourne Cup rolled into one. It is the Feria de Abril, the Seville Spring Fair. Gone are the sober clothes of simple tailored lines so universally adopted. Everywhere there is colour, frills and furbelows. Flamenco dresses and flowers, felt hats …
Speed Tourists
Today we were speed tourists. It might have been somewhat more leisurely had I remembered to turn left. But on we sailed until twenty minutes to the station became forty-five minutes. We arrived just as the train from Seville to Cadiz glided smoothly out of Santa Justa Estacion. We passed an hour in a frivolous …
Taking the high roads
It cannot be denied that the banks of Loch Lomond are very bonny indeed. As you head up out of Glasgow to the highlands of Scotland, the road along the side of the loch is a taste of things to come. A combination of muted browns, burnt oranges and the deep plum of the silver …
The Ironies of Progress
“What ideas individuals attach to the word “Millennium” I know not; but I know that society may be formed so as to exist without crime, without poverty, with health greatly improved, with little if any misery and with intelligence and happiness improved an hundredfold; and no obstacle intervenes at this moment except ignorance to prevent …
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