So,
Manuel Fraga - the long-time president of the Galician Xunta and the
last surviving relic of Franco's regime - is finally retiring from
politics at 89. He'll be remembered for a lot of things, I guess, but
especially the huge vanity project, A Cidade da Cultura (The City of Culture), on
the south eastern edge of Santiago. And here in Pontevedra for a
suspension bridge which - because of its many cables - is known as
Fraga's Braces.
I've
written before about women nicknamed 17/60s, because they look 17
from behind but sixty from the front. My daughter told me today of
another Spanish term for women still slim in their fifties and
sixties - gambas. Or 'prawns'. Of which you throw away the
head, of course.
Here's
my fellow blogger Trevor
The Baldie (@
Kalebeul) nicely following up on the piece on tourism from Lenox I
cited the other day.
The
excellent Times columnist, Matthew Parris,today addressed an
issue which has long bothered me - How exactly does one use shower
gel? Not perhaps an issue of worldwide importance but possibly a
problem more common than you'd think. Personally, I hate it and can
see no advantage at all over common-or-garden soap.
Talking of difficulties . . . The free wi-fi down in Veggie Square appears to have given up the ghost. It hasn't been available since Sunday last. Perhaps it was only a summer thing,
Does
anyone know the Spanish for To hawk, as in 'hawking and spitting'? I
believe that resoplar and bufar mean to snort and
carraspear means to clear one's throat but I'm having
difficulty finding the word for To hawk. And I would like to have it
to hand.
Finally,
the last time I saw this chap (back in Cheshire) he was a clever
young kid. Now he's a clever young man, writing an entertaining blog
from Russia that I recommend you take a look at. Reader Moscow might
like to comment as well on the accuracy of his observations.
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