Sunday, 22 May 2022
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I stare at the forest dominating my home. I breathe good air. I think of the trees and plants that are so much the face of Catalonia. I cannot see the coastal refineries around which so much life revolves,...
Due to a condition I have had since childhood, I go to the hospital every eight weeks for a specialised treatment. I have therefore built up a relationship with the nurse who administers the treatment,...
Who says you get to decide anything about me? Do you know me? If I do you no harm, live my life peacefully, who says you get to target me with your intolerance, insults, violence?The question “What is...
Every few months, as any hypothetical regular readers of this column might know, the need is felt to blow off some heavily pressurised steam about Brexit, that event built on an illegally funded campaign...
I speak Catalan, my wife was Catalan and my son is Catalan. I have made Catalonia my home. I have lived well here, and I am grateful for that, although I feel that the relationship is a balanced one, as...
There is more than one way to see the light.Nightly, without fail, one of us trails through the olive grove, a Cyclops with feeble head torch, to give the pony her last feed and a loving pat. The valley...
I often think a huge gulf must exist between the thought processes I follow and those of my native co-residents of Catalonia, which is where much of the content of this column has come from over the years,...
Well, that could not have been less magnificent. Glaring truth collided with dereliction, again, this time on a beach in Cornwall, England. But you did a wonderful job of looking as if you were having...
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