Today’s Photohunt theme is “numerical”.
This is a new restaurant in Málaga where Nog & I had lunch yesterday.
It’s called Diecinueve … or Nineteen in English.
And the food was fab! You can see it below the links…
21 Saturday Aug 2010
Today’s Photohunt theme is “numerical”.
This is a new restaurant in Málaga where Nog & I had lunch yesterday.
It’s called Diecinueve … or Nineteen in English.
And the food was fab! You can see it below the links…
20 Friday Aug 2010
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Yay! Brand new Simon’s cat video!
And speaking of cats…
just had to share this in case you haven’t seen it over on Sled’s blog.
19 Thursday Aug 2010
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A couple of weeks ago on my rooftop az post I included this photo and at least one person commented on how comfy my lovely red sandals looked. And yeah well, they used to be, but they are actually pretty old now and the insoles are kind of falling to bits. I’ve put off buying my usual new annual pair of Mephistos for two years now since I hadn’t been out and about much these past two summers due to being on chemo. But suddenly my two last pair started falling apart at once. And now I can’t find any Mephistos I like anywhere!
I do have, and have always had, seriously hard-to-fit feet. Probably something to do with them being a normal length but triple EEE in width with a very high instep. Try fitting those babies into a standard B width shoe. Hence, I usually find sandals easier to wear because there are more “open spaces” … and once I discovered Mephistos I never looked back. Yes, they are a bit more expensive, but they stand constant wearing 8 months out of the year and last a good 2-3 years.
I’d hoped to find something here in Málaga, especially as I’d been given a “mad money” gift awhile back that I said was going to be earmarked for new sandals. But so far no luck. Not really sure what to do now – I mean, take a look at these two guys close up if you dare (the black ones are actually a year older than the red ones). The shredded bits of insole end up shredding my own. Since I know I’ll be wearing sandals until at least the end of October, getting a new pair in August isn’t exactly frivolous. But where the hell can I find at least one decent pair of sandals to see me through? Without having to resort to total hideousness…
Meanwhile, here’s a pic of my last night in Sevilla before I left for Málaga – at my favourite Sevilla rooftop bar with Nog. I mean, just look at those happy feet!

My feet are ALWAYS happiest when barefoot. Always.
18 Wednesday Aug 2010
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Had a great time yesterday. Went out to the bodega late morning and I got a bit of work done there while Victoria took care of some business. Then we went through photos together, made a video, talked about her upcoming work & travel schedule and, after a quick lunch at a small bar around the corner, came back to the bodega to work a bit more. Later on two wine distributors showed up for their tour of the vineyards, so off we went. Got back to the bodega a couple of hours later, hung out some more doing this and that until Victoria drove me back into town. Finally got home around 10.30, tired but very pleased with all we got done. After a nice shower I put on comfy clothes, made a snack, and sat on the sofa watching a DVD (and my favourite port view). It felt good.

This is a view of the vineyards (Granada is just behind that big moutain on the right). There’ll be more pics and info about the harvest and wine pressing later on… I’ve got so much new material to work with that it’ll take awhile to sort it all out. And I’ll have another meeting with Victoria in town one morning this week to review a few things. Did I say how much I love this job?
Back on holiday today. 🙂
17 Tuesday Aug 2010
But it really had to be done. I couldn’t come to Málaga during Feria and not take part at least a little. So I wandered over to the centre of town around midday yesterday and took in the festivities. Málaga has a different way of celebrating their Feria. They do set up a big fairground, but this normally doesn’t get going until sometime after about 9.30 pm … so during the day the fair actually takes place in town. Boy, does it ever. Hoards of people were milling about, music was blasting and blaring … I took it all in for as long as I could stand to before deciding I had to get the hell out of there. And then I remembered a recently opened bar called La Reserva del Pastor that Victoria had told me about, so I headed over there hoping it wouldn’t be like many of the bars in the centre with their special “Feria menus”. And happily it wasn’t. In fact it was an oasis of calm in the madness that is Feria in Málaga. So I dragged my weary self up onto a bar stool, introduced same weary self to the owners and then was thoroughly and most pleasantly spoiled beyond belief…