Grist for the Mill (news, in other words)

Quiero Fiesta

Two Saturdays ago, I woke up to a dawn broken by singing. This sounds much more picturesque than it actually…

Peregrinations

The swifts are back, to surf the canyons between the apartment buildings. I’d been waiting for them and waiting for…

Roving

roving1 /ˈrəʊvɪŋ/ adjective 1. constantly moving from one area or place to another. This morning, I asked someone how was…

Waiting(La Espera)

The traditional Semana Santa processions couldn’t happen last week for the second year in a row, so Madrid came up…

Sky Blue Sky

Yesterday morning, I spent an hour or so sitting in the sun, drinking café con leche and discussing AstraZeneca with…

The World Turns

And so it began, this time last year. And no, FB, I don’t “enjoy looking back and sharing memories on…