THE LOLA BOYS ABROAD !
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A rocky gig.
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Source: A Real Shindig!
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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…
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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…
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Source: In The City Of An Artist Of Spanish Abstraction.
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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…
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‘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…
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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…
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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,…
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Four shows in five days in our forties in the forties! Good God! As Noel Coward once wrote. Only mad dogs and Lola Boys! Well, almost! Our fiercest gigging week combines with this furnace friggin heat. Certainly not for the weak! Were we hot hot hot or what? It was a scorcher of a semana here…
THE LOLA BOYS ABROAD ! 