A gem on every page
Fifteen years ago I was holiday with my then-girlfriend (now wife) in Zahara de los Atunes in southern Spain. Three things are especially memorable. Mrs W told me she was pregnant; Islamist psychos flew aeroplanes into the Twin Towers in New York (the horror of which we watched unfold on a television in a village bar); […]
I’ll never tire of Spain
My friend Tom Kallene is a Swede who has lived in Spain since forever. He told me once that the moment he set foot in Spain, he knew he would never live in Sweden again. Like a transexual who believes he has been “born into the wrong body,” Tom was born the wrong nationality. It’s a […]