It’s always handy to know a top, German surgeon, and an equally beautiful German, top surgeon, surgeon’s wife – especially when you’re throwing a Thai dinner party and you need something rather unsavoury cut away from the lower part of your leg! It gives one a chance to show off one’s more exotic knife skills – whilst they perform theirs – without anaesthetic ! After the starter, the cutlery was almost cleared, and I was sitting in the kitchen like an extra from M.A.S.H. Minus the Hollywood lighting. At one moment , […]
This week we returned to our old stomping ground of Sabinillas, the ‘wild west’ of the Costa Del Sol. A place we describe, with tongue firmly in cheek, as ‘Scabinillas.’ and we are reminded once again why we made the joke in the first place. This was the little town where we once had our ‘Lola’s Showbar’. An experimental concept that failed in almost everyway, due to many factors beyond our control, including a European financial crisis, a volcanic ashcloud and not to mention a rent more akin to a […]
Source: In The City Of An Artist Of Spanish Abstraction.
The Picasso museum in Malaga was certainly interesting. Some of the old Spaniard’s work really appealed – some of it did not. To be honest, if I want to see an impossibly twisted torso with a disturbingly contorted face I only need to look at Andrew laying beside me of a morning! And I don’t have to pay ten euros for the pleasure. I once had a London agent who often told me I had a face that reminded her of a Picasso – after experiencing eleven rooms of his paintings, […]
‘The unexamined life is not worth living’. Socrates I believe – or was it Oprah? So hard to recall, amid these times of endless self-examination, to remember just who said what. No, I do believe it was the famous Greek philosopher who made this observation. True to some degree, but were he around now, he may elect to re-examine his theory, as it seems that almost every event in a person’s life is worthy of such artful scrutiny – in picture form, at least. A ‘selfie’ for every occasion. Be […]
And so we hit the uneven boards at our local chiringuito last night, with sand and french toddlers under our feet. A somewhat crazy night, awash with absolute, sincere appreciation shown by some, mixed with a little disbelief from others, and just a dash of disrespect from a few more. A strange, and not to be repeated, cocktail. I’m afraid if I knock it back again, I may knock a child out as the result! Not the best idea to let your kids run riot when there are two, nearly high-kicking, […]
Our Norman Conquest. Well we did it! Normandy. We came; we sang; we conquered. Mon Dieu! We landed far from the famous wartime beaches – in the romantically named Charles De Gaulle Aeroport. I know very little of the actual man, except he certainly didn’t want to allow Britain into the European Common Market, and, in my ‘umble opinion, bore a fairly close resemblance to a young Inspector Clouseau. Touche´ Charlie ! All I know is that the aerodrome sounds terribly Gallic, and that’s enough por moi when arriving somewhere […]