Going through my draft folder for Nanopoblano 🙂 *** Written on Nov 8th 2018. Mostly. The draft was saved on the 21st (also Nov ’18) Found and backposted on Nov 4th 2021. I was on my way home from a holiday in France and Spain, staying in the AirBnB for the second time. The owner […]
I’m cycling along part of the Swedish coast and as usual, packing and getting ready to go was a series of small breakdowns and catastrophes, and as usual, I survived and got to the bus much later than intended but with enough time to be let on 😉 (They were running a little bit late, […]
I was recently in Girona on my way from Murcia towards Berlin. Girona is a really pretty city, at least what I saw in the 17 or so hours I was there. Much friendlier than Barcelona and much less scary to walk around at night. I wandered between the old old houses and shops, admiring […]
Written on Nov 8th 2018. Mostly. The draft was saved on the 21st (also Nov ’18) Found and backposted on Nov 4th 2021. New intro: I was on my way home from a holiday in France and Spain, staying in the AirBnB for the second time. The owner had let me leave my bike there […]
We went inside but left before mass started. Impressive, but way too much gold for my liking.
Lots of Murcians (and possibly lots of other Spaniards) have Churros for breakfast. Churros are like pieces of deepfried (oozing) doughnut-dough rings. Here, you dip them into thick, custard-like, rich hot chocolate. When in Murcia, do as the Murcians do. So I did. And here they are:
(Warning: contains a small amount of blood and a great deal of frustration) *** On Sunday I admitted failure. I had failed to finish the book in time to send it to the printers before leaving to catch the plane, despite staying up all night to work on it. I was quite miffed (ok, a […]
It’s the 25th of November. That makes it exactly a month until Christmas. I am ignoring that, and all other Christmas related things. Between now and then, I have: 4 exams to revise for a book to finish compiling and find pictures for and format and send off in time for printing 3 aquariums to […]
I wrote this while on holiday in January. (I will aim to make the links work soon). *** (Trigger Warning – contains information about sex-trafficking. May also contain too-much-information about periods…) *** I was going to write a whinging, whining, self-pitying post about how stupid and mean and unfair and generally ‘meh’ it is, to not […]
I am on the road again. Or more rather on the tracks. Since I’m travelling almost entirely by train. Whatever. It’s a 7 1/2 hour journey from where I live to where I have to be at 7pm. Instead of leaving at midday and making a usual late appearance, I chose an early train so […]
(From 13th January) This morning I used the last of one of the three remaining eye drops. Oops. (A second bottle wasn’t actually empty, but didn’t gloop much when shaken. It’s difficult to tell how many days worth of drops are left in an opaque 5ml bottle. Double oops.) I’m in a very small seaside […]
I flew home* on Saturday. I landed, and was presented with two of my favourite things: Chocolate (which they handed out on the plane as we got off) and Snow (which you can barely see in my blurry photo). Isn’t that awesome? It was even more awesome the next day. Tthere was enough to make […]
By “other liabilities” I mostly just mean myself. I just went into a shop to buy a lens cover for DB’s camera. Easy right? Wrong. Despite seeing better every day, it appears that I still can’t see well enough to be let loose in society. The cover was supposed to cost 15€ which felt like […]
Originally, we wanted to spend the day on the beach. We packed a picnic and a bottle of water, swimwear and a couple of towels, and off we went. We got there just after high tide, and the dryest sand was damp. Damp sand never stopped us before so we sat down and ‘set up […]
First find your optician… They are liable to be situated in a second floor office, above a restaurant. There might be a sign in the window, but it won’t be visible from the pavement, unless you walk along the other side of the road. The staircase will have no mention of the optician’s existence, but […]