I honestly don’t know what to make of this. Thoughts?
31 Tuesday Oct 2023
27 Friday Oct 2023
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I’ve known Ali & Kaye on Twitter for ages (and they have been real life best friends since 2011, though they live on opposite sides of the Iberian peninsula) so it was great to finally meet them both in person and take them out on a tapas tour. As they have both been to Sevilla before we decided to eat our way around Triana and it was a fabulous afternoon. Honestly these two are like a comedy team, funny AF and constantly playing off each other, and hey, they thought I was funny too! Always makes a nice change when people think I’m funny and not a cranky old cynic who hates everything and everyone (who me? 😇).
We even went into “overtime” going for a penúlitma after the tour was over and, since I was off the clock, so to speak, I finally felt able to swear properly again. Heck, by our final tapas tour stop we were already sharing pet photos and comparing scars à la Jaws (don’t ask, but I won!). I would have loved to spend more time with these two lovelies, so hopefully that will happen again before too long. Whenever people dis Twitter I always have many happy-making stories like this to counter all those cranky old cynics. 🙂
26 Thursday Oct 2023
12 Thursday Oct 2023

So sad to hear the news today that we are about to lose our last giant ficus tree in the Plaza de la Encarnación. When I first moved to Sevilla there were four of these magnificent trees, one on each corner of the square. If I’m not mistaken, the two on the east side of the square were removed to make room for the Setas, and last year we lost the north-west one for the same reason we are losing this last one. Apparently they were rotting inside, branches started falling off (obviously a hazard) but I mean, what the hell? These trees are the responsibility of the City Council to maintain. How is it that this “rotting” was only noticed in 2022 and only after a large branch broke off? And since then, why wasn’t the last remaining tree studied and cared for?
Anyhow, I took this photo the other day after I’d heard about the branch falling and, as you can see, the tree had been seriously pruned back. But dammit. This feels like it could have been prevented.
11 Wednesday Oct 2023
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Personally I’ve never considered myself a travel writer, or even any other sort of writer really, except that I do WRITE ALL THE TIME EVERY DAY. But while I acknowledge that this doesn’t actually make me a Writer, just someone who writes a lot of stuff all the time, over the years a few publications have asked me to write this or that for them – mostly travel articles – and it was exciting (and scary) to be recognised as a Writer and also be paid for it. Even though the pay wasn’t really the point most of the time since usually it didn’t even come close to matching the time, effort and expense it took me to write the article, but what the heck. I still got my name published out there in a newspaper or magazine. And that was a real thrill, and still is to be honest, seeing my name in print.
But suddenly it all feels very different. Lately I’m being asked to pitch ideas, most of which are rejected, and then sometimes I see a VERY SIMILAR article I pitched published using another writer. And well okay, it’s a competitive business (except I’m not remotely competitive) but dammit. Because it’s not only about that. It’s when I see that these other articles are poorly researched and oftentimes just seem like thinly-disguised advertorials that were hastily thrown together. At first it irked because I KNEW I could have – and would have – done a better job, both in terms of accurate research and having a more interesting take on the subject. But then I couldn’t help but wonder… what if that is no longer the point? What if nobody wants me to write an interesting article about a place I love anymore? What if it’s all just about clicks and paid-for promo? Well, if that’s the case, you can count me out. Because if I put my name to something I want to feel proud of it.
NOTE: not having a go at people who do this because they have bills to pay, kids (or pets) to feed, etc. Fair play to them. It’s more about how we’re being manipulated into this new format that almost looks legit except everyone knows it isn’t (probably even the readers), and we’re supposed to act like that’s okay.