As shown in the photo, there’s a poster taped to the church door in the village.
When I saw it, I thought it must be particularly important or they would have simply put it on the notice board along with the other general announcements.
So I went closer to have a look.
And this is what I found:
Continue reading “duties and impositions”
“Las formas femeninas suelen ser más grandes.”
Well, that may not be the exact phrase my colleague used, but it was along those lines, and it wasn’t meant to insult women in anyway. We were discussing a translation for the Mexican word cenote and he was trying to explain what it meant. Not a pozo (a well), but a poza. But what was a poza? According to the RAE, it’s a:
Charca o concavidad en que hay agua detenida.
Note that the definition uses the word charca, not charco. Again, two similar forms; so what’s the difference?
Continue reading “him-her; big-small”
The sun slopes down into a summer evening
and hulking mountains strive to shed
the last rags of snow.
Sadly, the light has been all wrong the last few evenings to take a better picture, but the snow is still clearly visible in this one that I took one morning last week. There’ve been a lot fewer clouds for the last couple of days- it was positively hot outside at 9am today – and, although there are still a few shreds of white up on the peaks, I don’t think they’ll last many more days.
The local cinema is showing Polanski’s The Ghost Writer and this is the poster advertising the film: 
You’ll notice that the title has been translated into Spanish as El Escritor – The Writer. I wonder whether that’s because the word used for a “ghost writer” is negro.
Continue reading “pc or not pc”
No particular reason for posting this, other than that I’m back in the village after my UK trip, the page needs brightening up a bit. and the dynamic contrast of colours caught my eye en route to the pueblo this morning.
don't confuse the narrator 