So, that masterpiece of modern art,
Tracey Emin's dishevelled bed, is up for sale at a million euros or
more. This is said to iconic "because it is universally
familiar and embodies the irreverent, boundary-breaking thrust of
British art in the Nineties." How future generations will laugh
at this tosh.
My neighbour Toni - Nice but Noisy -
kindly invited me round to celebrate his birthday on Sunday. At
several decibels above the norm, he told me that, at the car fair in
Pontevedra last week, only one dealer sold more than a single car. And,
in most cases, not even that. Except for Audi, who moved 22 of their
models. His explanation was that this was the make of
choice for the numerous functionaries who populate the local municipal and
provincial councils. Crisis? What crisis?
I picked up some friends today at the railway station. The trains to and from La Coruña were shown on the board to be arriving at the same time at the same platform. Happily, this didn't actually happen.
Finally . . . A few headlines from my
news feed:
Spain slammed over home
evictions record
Spain one of Europe's terror
hotspots
Spain remains tops in Europe's
cocaine rankings
But, thank God:
Spain's recovery here to stay -
Says the IMF
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