Between gold and silver, they can’t seem to make up their minds whether they want to be suns or moons.
Apparently, its early blossoming makes the plum a symbol of vitality in Japanese culture: our tree here in Spain certainly seems to be full of life.
(Fortunately, although they aren’t perfect, the fruits aren’t too full of insect life this year.)
I’m not that surprised by names like Burt Bacharach and Jerry Lee Lewis: I sort of expect those guys to go on for ever. But George Benson, Kool and the Gang, Jeff Beck, James Taylor…
In August, I’ll be attending the Writers’ Summer School in Swanwick. There’s a ‘Retro Revival’ disco planned for the Tuesday night, and I’m pretty sure the music will overlap with what’s on in Madrid this summer.
Incidentally, for the Spanish readers among you, this ‘noticia’ about the Veranos logo might be amusing. (If your Spanish isn’t quite up to scratch, remember: don’t believe everything you read on the web.)
No doubt some people think I should take the whole subject of CRB checks for those working with school children more seriously.
Sadly, the logical corollary to the new UK regulations will be to have the kids themselves checked, as is apparent from this piece from the BBC.
We all know that it’s just about impossible to make a living from being a poet. So poets try and do other poetry-associated activities, such as workshops, readings and talks, to eke out a living.
Sometimes they get to visit schools and talk to the children about poetry and about being a writer.
Continue reading “quis custodiet…?”
Some years ago, it was decided to ‘bury’ the M30 Madrid motorway-ringroad. The stretch just south of Puerta de Toledo coincides with the River Manzanares, and the works involved bull-dozing huge stretches of urban park and felling hundreds of trees. An awful lot of rubble was just dumped into the already sluggish river.
Continue reading “three men went to mow”
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