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.
On a walk to get air this morning I see a goldfinch in a cage outside a house near my father’s. It was agitated: With my father we speak about the plans that were announced for emergency evacuation of the British from Spain.
There are many places where the small terraces that make up the Calle have been individually improved. Some have added steps, some another floor, some roof gardens, some even extend into the lane itself.
Down here in Spain, my father lives in La Siesta, a housing estate to the west of Torrevieja, and all around there is so much evidence of the British. My father has an appointment with someone and he drops me and his partner on the edge of a roundabout, a casual contravention of traffic laws […]
I work in the morning and at 11 we meet my aunt for a walk in the Parco Naturale, just a stones throw from the house. We pass many people walking and jogging, some on bikes and one man on horseback. All greetings are in Spanish: Ola, but who is Spanish is anyone’s guess. This […]
At St Pancras I saw a young man pushing a machine around the station. I stopped and he was mapping the place for googlemaps. I asked him if I could photograph him, he couldn’t really say no but didn’t stay in the photo, he’s the one with his back to me. The machine had cameras […]