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YOU MAY NOW KISS THE BRIDE! Let me say a word or two about the wedding. Saturday before last and we were bussed out to a field near the town of Mossman. To be fair, the field — in addition … Continue reading
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YOU MAY NOW KISS THE BRIDE! Let me say a word or two about the wedding. Saturday before last and we were bussed out to a field near the town of Mossman. To be fair, the field — in addition … Continue reading
Today is the day my alter ego steps out from behind the curtain. Welcome to the dark, fucked-up world of Richie Malone. This blog is the prequel to my novel, ‘Losing the Plot’. Amigos, I’d like this to be an … Continue reading
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It’s done. Completo… terminado… finito. After eight weeks of blood, sweat and tears in TEFL school, I emerge from the appropriately named Plaza de la Misericordia a fully qualified TEFL teacher on Saturday evening. We all do; twelve just men … Continue reading
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You may well have been wondering what’s happened to the blog. On the other hand, you may well have not. Well, the reason I’ve not blogged for ages is that my life has been almost totally consumed by learning to … Continue reading
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It’s Food, Jim — But Not As We Know It! Christmas is finally over — thank God. Even the Spanish, who, like the Polish manage to drag the festive season kicking and screaming into a fourth week with the Three … Continue reading
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Falmouth… f***ing mental! Last week I had a few days to kill before returning to Spain and so I decided to spend them in Falmouth. It’s Monday afternoon and I check into the three star Falmouth Hotel, selected for the … Continue reading
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Reader warning — this blog is pretty much all about cars, so if you’re not a petrolhead, look away now! I bought it, of course. You knew I would, I knew I would and naturally the Porsche salesman knew I … Continue reading
The winds of change are buried, Cast iron deep beneath the winter’s frozen ground. There’s little to suggest That love or marriage, Or even earthy sex Could make those rusted wheels go round. And so he tells her That he … Continue reading
FRIENDS — TO HAVE OR NOT TO HAVE It’s Saturday morning, no school and time to reflect. Perfecto. I’ll start with an odd one: friends. There is something else I love about being in Marbella that, up until yesterday I … Continue reading
LOS VERBOS Verbs are just words So why do I fear them? They attack me in the dead night When no one else can hear them. Temo, Tememos, Temeis and Temem? ‘Alvaro’ I ask, ‘Where the hell is the logic … Continue reading