aan alle catalaanse fietsenzaken die ik heb gekend
Wielen in een winkel.
Winkel in een wiel.
Winkel zonder wielen.
Wielen zonder winkel.
Wielen in een winkel.
Winkel in een wiel.
Winkel zonder wielen.
Wielen zonder winkel.
La Comunitat d’Estats Blogosfèrics i Janet Philos han publicat mapes perquè no et perdis en dos mons molt distints.
Compra Tart Cards: London’s Illicit Advertising Art: . CBS via Iberian Notes.
Cloning Saturday? Fine. Sunday? We can talk about it. But Monday?! Even Bob Geldof must agree it’s time to get rid of the UN.
Volgens mij ken ik mensen die dit hotelletje leuk gaan vinden.
Over at Crónica Verde, about the ongoing destruction by the Andalusian PSOE of the Doñana National Park. This is quite different from the abuse of natural space during the dictatorship because (all together now!) Franco was of the right, while Chaves is of the left, and the people’s friend to boot.
Other old media may be bolder liars, but you can always rely on ABC for the grossest cheese, as in this drooling retrowank re Felipe González’s new bit. How can you write a thing like that, even if it is a double entendre? Or am I just too much of a curious puritan?
I thought ETA’s man on the run had lost it when he went AWOL from a Subject Nation of an Evil Empire with generally excellent weather to a Subject Nation of an Evil Empire where it never bloody stops raining, just in time for winter. But then it started snowing across northern Spain, and even Barcelona had a hail storm.
Here.
On Facebook, Trevor is eating saucisson de sanglier and starting to look like Obelix.