27 Thursday Jul 2006
Read any unusual news stories lately?
As I don’t get much time to read the papers these days I find I often miss those ‘little gems’ that don’t make front page news but are often more interesting.
So I thought this would be a good place to share those ones we come across.
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20 Thursday Jul 2006
I can never answer the question “what’s your favourite film?”
Often what makes a film special to you depends on mood, age, what was going on when you saw a particular film, etc.
And so this is kind of a two-parter. Wondering what your favourite films of all time are and also what films – seen recently or twenty years ago, whatever – you simply enjoyed.
It would be good to have a bit of a critique of each film – so a bit more than simply saying ‘saw Superman yesterday – awesome!’, and also some info about the story . . . but without spoilers, of course.
15 Thursday Jun 2006
Today is a public holiday in Sevilla, one of the few places in Spain that celebrates Corpus Cristi. And as usual the Sevillanos do it up big time. Arches are built in the town hall square, altars are constructed, balconies and shop windows are decorated (there’s even a competion for this) and the night before the procession route is strewn with sprigs of rosemary and rose petals.
All for one rather boring procession that lasts about an hour.
However, what is lovely is to get up early and walk the route before the procession starts. The rosemary is still fresh on the ground, there aren’t many people about and you can see all the displays and decorations before going for a fab brekky once the procession has started and the crowds have moved from the bars to the streets.
We got out a bit late this morning and the procession had already started, but we got ahead of it and managed to take some photos, which you can see below. The window display ones are a bit wonky because of the reflections – and you can usually make out Nog and me as ghostly shadows in amongst the holy relics, loaves of bread and bunches of grapes. I just wish there was a way to transport the gorgeous fragrance of freshly crushed rosemary in the cool morning air . . .
casa azahar 