It is the end of the school year at the Escola Hosteleria in Girona – the school of Hotels, Tourism, Cooking and Entertainment. They finish early at the end of May rather than the third week in June so the students can take up summer jobs on the Costa Brava. I have performed the part of the customer in among since October last, booking into and checking out of hotels, ordering meals, being led through the wine-list, finding the tourist highlights, having holidays in Cuba, and taking the occasional custard pie in the face – an art in itself. I have always wanted to put stooge on my CV and now I can. In the heat and sunshine at the end of May Britain seems a long way away, and for the time being it can stay there. My postal vote is done and returned. There is nothing else I can do.
The general election in Spain in late April passed off with quite a decent result in the end. The right wing, including the new National Socialists fought over the same […]
Berga is the last chapter to be written of my third novel ‘The Land of Castles.’ It isn’t the last chapter of the book. It’s chapter 12 of 14 in […]
A type of story I would never have thought of writing but decided to try my hand at is a Christmas Ghost Story. A friend of mine who I won’t […]
Feeling in a rut, though as Alan Bennett says, ‘the good thing about being in a rut is that you know where you are.’ Anyway, I decided to go back […]