With the Anglo-Saxon plot in tatters and Jewish machinations a non-starter, some strategic paranoia for Mr Zapatero. (Like: Is Mendelssohn’s Elijah a secret weapon of German subversion?)

Between-wars texts about Zaragoza by Germans who appear never to have visited the place.

The cases of Spain and Holland.

Gypsy clans living on an old dung heap north of Granada may have the answer.

German and Spanish approaches to rehabilitation of what may or may not have been anti-fascists.

“There could only be one. In the line of Spanish princesses like Ingunda and Brunequilda and Gelesvinta and Eugenia…”

I’m just trying to work out what will now happen to the hypothetical French girl whose parents tattoo “Dubya is Love” on her forehead at birth. Will she be able to attend school normally, or will she have to wear the hijab? An interesting interim solution would be to let everyone wear what the hell [...]

The joy of the poor is brief,/My friends, how soon it’s past!/Just when everything’s going so well,/The donkey breathes its last.