One ‘good’ thing to come out of the year from hell is the explosion of tap dancing, here in...
Archive for category: Sevilla
There’s something terribly romantic about elegant decay, when a once imposing grandeur has been stripped bare by peeling paintwork...
Sometimes my very DNA screams ´Get thee out of the city´. Now I´m with dog, it’s not so easy...
I’m not much of a market person. I’m not much of a browser or a bargain hunter, or a...
I used to live in an area in South London called East Dulwich. On entering you were asked, ‘are...
Yesterday I was in a bit of funk. January can kind of do that to you. Not even a...
So the other day I overheard a conversation between a local and their tourist friend. ‘Forget seeing Flamenco in...
I live and write about Seville, the clue´s in the title of the blog. I feel pretty at ease...
Mid-week lunchtime eating out has always felt like a naughty, luxury for me. Not so apparently for Seville´s suited...
Top heat beating tip for the day; eschew nylon at all costs. It´s obvious really, 40 degree heat plus...
