Opinion

THE CULTURAL TIGHTROPE

A rite of PASSAGE

So another election in which I am unable to participate comes and goes. I know that I and other contributors to this magazine have voiced our frustration in the past about not being able to vote in a country...

HEADING FOR THE HILLS

Breathing

I saw and stack logs on the dry stone wall. When will the music begin? The sun will rise soon. Then he is there, behind me, on the dead branches of a walnut tree strangled by ivy. The song thrush fills...

AnAlYsiS

The FRACTURE of the United States

In an unusual handover, held in the absence of the outgoing president and under threat of armed assault on the main government buildings of different states in the country, Joe Biden took office as the...

THE CULTURAL TIGHTROPE

That’s right, no?

Regular readers will recall that not that long ago I wrote a column called “The culture of no”, bemoaning the fact that as a customer I am often met with the answer “No” in my adopted culture,...

HEADING FOR THE HILLS

20years at home

January 19, 2001 (2am)Twenty years ago we bounced up the track to this farmhouse. Our new home. It was pitch black and bitterly cold. But we could not have been happier. Life had just changed beyond our...

HEADING FOR THE HILLS

Heartache

I appreciate the way some Catalan friends possess, in their succinct English, the gift of getting to the nub of a matter.“If your body is making a noise,” says our doctor Marta, glad of the opportunity...

THE CULTURAL TIGHTROPE

Virtually social

In the spirit of positivity that I vowed to maintain for this column since 2020 started so atrociously, I will endeavour to give parents a little comfort regarding their concerns over their offsprings’...

Long-term resident

THE UNREAl DEAL

Brexit has had the hallmark of silliness upon it as soon as illegally funded campaigns, barefaced lies and digital targeting by the now disgraced Facebook-rummaging company Cambridge Analytica cajoled...

THE CULTURAL TIGHTROPE

A troubled genius

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Long-term resident

Christ in a cracker

When you get to a certain age (in my case, mine) Christmas stops being a string of childhood memories replete with the excitement of guessing what’s in the presents under the tree that’s appeared in...