
The street awnings will be coming down soon. Gonna miss them.
22 Thursday Sep 2022
20 Tuesday Sep 2022
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VICTORY IS MINE! I stopped at a small neighbourhood supermarket l don’t usually frequent looking for spaghetti (l was on my way home and it was convenient) and spotted this lone jar of dijon in the condiments section. And now it’s MINE ALL MINE! ✨✨✨
16 Friday Sep 2022

Twenty-nine years ago today I rolled into town from Salamanca with a carload of everything I owned including two rather cranky cats (Lua and baby Sunny after a very long hot car journey). Sometimes I can’t believe I’m still here, for all kinds of reasons, but I also know there is nowhere else I’d rather be.
Today I celebrated with a fab lunch at Puratasca, recently reopened after summer renos, with Peter and Pablo, who have both been through many Sevilla Life Experiences with me. I also decided it would be a good occasion to open this lovely bottle of happiness that was given to me when I visited Bodegas Juve & Camps last May. All in all it’s been a great day. Cheers!

15 Thursday Sep 2022
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So this came about with a bit of luck and happenstance (and a lot of work on my part!). Back in April I was contacted by two guys in London who were planning a stag weekend in Sevilla for their friend BUT they assured me they were cultured serious people who loved good food and wine and were hoping I could provide them with a “classy stag evening”. To be honest I had shut down at the word “stag” since I do not do that sort of thing but then they won me over, especially after one of the guys told me “and we like to read!”. There would be ten of them. What could I come up with?
First of all, I don’t do groups of ten. I seldom even reach my limit of six. Usually I take out 2-4 people at a time because that’s how I like it and that’s also how I think my guests will have the best experience. But this wasn’t a food and wine tour… it was a challenge. What could I offer ten cultured and well-read wine lovers? In the end I think what I put together was quite amazing. And it turned out that the guys were all amazing too.
14 Wednesday Sep 2022
Posted in cancer, health & happiness, hospitals, sevilla

I finally had my oncology revision re: the (extremely unpleasant) CT scan I had in June. Things have changed since I last had a physical appointment at the hospital – the last 2-3 have been by phone. So when I got there today I saw that the oncology waiting room is now in the hospital lobby. With their new system you enter your ID number into one of those machines back there and out pops your appointment number. Then you grab a seat and wait for your number to appear on the screen. It’s a bit of a hike to oncology from the front of the hospital, but oh well. Then I found out the consulting rooms are no longer in the old oncology department but along the hallway leading to it. Whatevs. I came prepared with a print out of my last CT scan translated into English and with my questions ready.
What can I say? I am sure there must be some kind and empathetic oncologists out there but in my (now vasty) experience, I can say I have only met one, and she was a friend of a friend so perhaps that’s why she was nice to me. Anyhow, this guy today was both abrupt and dismissive but I held my ground and said “I have a few questions!” after he told me everything was fine and there was nothing to worry about. Honestly, if looks could kill.
He did tell me one thing that took me aback (though I should have known or at least guessed). Apparently since 2008, between PETs and CTs, I have had about 24 scans (!!) and he said at that rate I could have serious problems in 20 years after so much radiation. Well, there’s no way I’m going to see 85 anyhow, but I took his point and asked… “so now what?” and we agreed to another colonoscopy in February (last one was Feb 2020). And THEN if there is anything dodgy he may rethink the CT scan. So now I’m waiting for the colonoscopy appointment and more blood tests.
As for The PAIN I’ve been having since mid-August… Mr Empathy gave my belly a few pokes and prods, told me to lose weight and said I should get back in touch if it gets worse.