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Coming home from tonight’s tapas tour the sky looked quite ominous.
Stormy weather has been predicted.
stormy monday
30 Monday Sep 2013
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winterish weather
29 Monday Oct 2012
Looks like I’ll be saying adiós to my sandals this week. Not so much because of the temperatures but, together with more rain, my feet are going to need a bit more protection from the elements. Dammit.
This is always kind of a melancholy time of year for me. The clocks have gone back, it’s only 7 pm here but now dark as night. Luckily it’s still warmish – about 18 degrees – so we will probably be able to comfortably sit outside during the first stop of my Sevilla Tapas Tour tonight.
The electric fans went into storage today and the winter duvets have been picked up from the cleaners, but still too soon to take out the space heaters.
How’s the weather where you are? I know that Sledpress is about to experience some Serious Weather, which I hope won’t cause any damage.
Me? I’ll still be wearing sandals tonight, but will take a light coat with me.
the rainy rain
24 Wednesday Oct 2012
photo by Raúl Díaz
The word biblical comes to mind. Holy cow, it’s been raining cats and dogs all day. With intermittent torrential downpours that make it impossible to even step outside. And it looks like this isn’t going to let up until the weekend. Everyone says that this is a good thing, because Sevilla always needs rain, but I think deep down people wish it could always be sunny.
Me? I’d just like to get my laundry dried.
Isn’t this a fabulous photo by Raúl Díaz? (click to enlarge). He’s a twitter friend and “neighbour” and took this pic today in the centre of Sevilla.
You can see more of his work here:
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so what do you do when it’s 51º…?
11 Saturday Aug 2012
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Well, if you are completely mad like me, and an Englishman like Peter, you go out in the midday sun!
Of course we didn’t know it was going to be 51º. The official weather forecast was much more conservative and said the high would be 42º, but you know, who lives at the airport? In the centre of Sevilla with the sun blazing down on narrow cobbled streets with very little air-flow it soon turned into a blast furnace. But I was determined to go and visit a little abacería I’ve been meaning to go to for years. Finally did go on a Saturday at the end of June only to see a sign posted outside saying they were closed for holidays – starting that day! I later found out that this was the first time in 15 years they’ve closed for holiday.
Anyhoo… when I saw an article in the local paper about the post-holiday re-opening party yesterday at La Antigua Abacería de San Lorenzo (on San Lorenzo day!) I knew I had to get over there. And I’m really glad I did. What a little curiosity shop of tasty delights! An abacería is a combination of provisions store, take-away delicatessen and tapas bar, and the best ones have been around forever and have a loyal and local clientelle. In fact, we were not only the only foreigners in there but also the only non-neighbours. Everyone was clearly on a first-name basis and the old guys hanging around the bar area made me feel like I was in a small village rather than in Spain’s fourth largest city.
After trying a couple of tapas I got to talking with the owner Ramón who was charming as heck and really keen to tell me all about the place and even about future plans, including cooking classes that will be starting up in September. I loved how he’d take an occasional trip through the bar with a tray of complementary snacks, and I also loved how they served the bottled beer in tiny ice buckets. And the tapas were very good! So all in all, a very worthwhile reason to go out in the very intense HEAT.
it’s official!
03 Thursday Nov 2011
Forget equinoxes and time changes, for me autumn doesn’t officially arrive until the first day I have to put on shoes. Which was today. Had to go out to the hospital this morning for the monthly chemo port cleaning and, while the heavy overnight rain had stopped, it was still a bit blustery and coolish. Dammit. I didn’t need to wear a jacket, but bare legs and mostly bare feet seemed like pushing it, so out came the dreaded tights and the (very dusty) purple shoes.
Not bad, I guess, but some years I’ve managed to keep wearing sandals until the last week of November. Basically it depends on if it rains.
Anyhow, I got a taxi over to the hospital. It’s different since they changed the port cleaning location – I used to go to the chemo infusion room in the evenings when they weren’t so busy and now I go to the blood lab building between 12-1pm. It’s actually a bit better not having to go to the chemo room, but it’s still a monthly reminder of THE CANCER and that the reason I have to keep this port in for five years is that they expect that I’m going to need it again…
But not today. There were two nurses on duty when I walked in and they immediately asked why I was dressed totally in black. I said I wasn’t, that I was wearing purple shoes and red earrings, but that didn’t satisfy them. Then I realised they must have thought I was in mourning, so I told them I was mourning the sun. Cracked them up. And they also relaxed, no longer worried I was a recent widow on top of having a chemo port in my chest.
So now that it’s autumn (it’s not officially winter until the Christmas lights are turned on) I need to go through my pathetic array of “warm clothing” and see what I can pull together. Even though it actually got up to 20º this afternoon. But I don’t want to buy anything new until I lose another ten kilos…
How’s the weather where you are?
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