Today, Saturday, we went to Greenfield, one of the Saddleworth villages. Our friends there are married and both come from the villages and we visited them on the occasion of the Saddleworth Rushcart. I won’t go into that suffice to say that a large group of Morris men process and dance around the various villages […]
It is Ramadan once again. It is the measure of the year, a movable cycle that is both feast and beast. I met a Welsh convert the Ramadan other day and I asked him how long he had been a Muslim? He replied that this was his fourth Ramadan. I compared it to Christmas in […]
I have a friend who told me about her long term interest in violence, something stoked by a young man who brought those ideas more than somewhat to life. She proclaims an understanding of the violent, the obscene, the killer, the paedophile and wonders if that makes her bad? Is she in need of help? […]
The setting From the eastern Mediterranean coast the territory covered by the department of the Aude reaches inland for about 80km, initially across a broad plain of arid land which rises steeply to the south into the Pyrenees and to the north the Black Mountains.
Early rising to get to the airport in Alicante. Bags packed. At the airport, once inside you are anywhere. In England, at Manchester, there was a retinal scan for some people coming from outside the EU, then the animal break, the slowing mechanism, some sort of electronic double door through which you have to pass. […]
Near the Churchill bar, I’m in a bar in the estate watching the TV, some auction programme running.
I attended the Church of England service at the multi-denominational church in La Siesta. It is known as the Church of St Paul and St Peter I believe.
A quiet day as I stayed at home only going out to check the time of the C of E service at the multi-faith church in La Siesta for tomorrow morning.
A poster from near the University area of Orihuela from yesterday. I took a small cooked English breakfast in the Washington bar, 4E and 1E for a second coffee. Various people come in, many because they can have a fag in the covered terrace.
To Oriejehula or however it is spelled [Orihuela]. My father suggests it because it is an attractive old Spanish town.