The business (basically a CRM database) passed into better hands in 2012. These materials remain here for cannibalisation and amusement.
The baldie meanwhile has found pastures new: as a singing organ-grinder for your event in the UK, France, Belgium, the Netherlands or Spain!
I thought the reënactments in the second half were rather good. One of the commenters, however, mistook the medium for the message and was seized by an attack of lust. (Via Robbed in Barcelona. Here's one I managed to photograph, in Vilafranca del Penedès.)
"The genius, the mysterious, the controversial, the visionary, the innovative, the excesive... The Icon."
Being a lengthy and wearisome personal declaration followed by two crucial links and an opera.
A macabre pleasure of the Llobregat valley over the past few years has being able to walk into the factories and workshops of this once great manufacturing zone as they close. The non-fixed assets are worthless, industrial space is not exactly at a premium, so why bother with human or canine vigilantes? Officially on a […]
Here. Apparently the barman thought the guy was from Barcelona and wanted to make him feel at home. Why on earth was crucifixion along the Appian Way abolished?
Via the Llobregat delta, the Mercabarna wholesale food market, the Nissan car factory, a lively Sunday clothes market, decaying light industry and remains of slums, and the cemetery and castle of Montjuïc.
In c/ Parlament. Ms Santamaria (geddit) gasped in alarm, but Santa didn't blink. CC for commercial use by MJS. More.
Illicit upgrading of jamón serrano to jamón ibérico de bellota, fraud prevention, and a statistical account of why a pig undergoing free-range fattening needs at least a hectare of oak forest.
A quick review of votives.
In which I discuss anonymous threats from the official guide mafia, and take a brief look at some of 18th and 19th century Spain's stranger tourist gurus.