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The Italians sem to take a more practical attitude to the trombone than do the Spanish: “Rossini’s father played trombone in a company of travelling comedians, in which his mother sang. At 10 Rossini deputised for his father; later he sang in the choruses until he lost his voice; and at 21 he was the [...]
Sorry to hear news of the demise of my favourite hair salon, Gifty Collins‘ It Will Grow Back, which I used to cycle past every day on my way down the Kingsland Road to a hard day’s lunch.
The Francesc Pujols Nuevo Pascual thing last night was entertaining, not least for its distinctly sect-ish atmosphere. Mr Pujols’ disciples, you see, failed last year in their attempt to have the Scientific Catalan Religion accepted by the Ministry of Justice, which functions inter alia as regulator of the theistic industries.
Scientific Catalan Religion is apparently based [...]
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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.
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On Facebook, Trevor is eating saucisson de sanglier and starting to look like Obelix.
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