Wimbledon:
Well, there were those who thought it very wrong to make Rafa Nadal
the number 5 seed. Turns out they were right, though not in they way
they meant.
The
Christopher Columbus Museum: I said yesterday there was always
tomorrow. But there wasn't. Today was a locally-dictated holiday -
San Juán - and everywhere was closed. Except for the cafés,
bars and cake-shops, of course. Surely tomorrow.
The
Crisis: Picking up a repaired pullover on Friday at a
local mercería(seamstress's), I asked how business was.
'Pretty good' said the guy behind the counter, which rather surprised
me. Until I realised it was logical people would be spending
more on repairs than on new tackle right now. And possibly for some
years ahead.
Depressives:
For no good reason - possibly stimulated by Stephen Fry's admission
he attempted suicide last year - I looked up 'famous depressives' and
found this rather long list. It seems almost compulsory for creative
sorts, across the arts. But I must say it was news to me that Queen
Lizzie was a sufferer. They kept that rather quiet.
Manglish:
A fine example here from an explanatory note to a cruceiro(crucifix)
in a small square in nearby Combarro. I particularly liked the
backside touch, as it were. A not uncommon feature of non-native
translations.
Noise
in Spain: Some progress on the anti-noise front. Possibly.
FWIW:
Another new (to me) anagram - For what it's worth.
Brits
in Spain: Here's one who's doing well.
Finally
. . . Computers: I discovered today that my Mac stores copies
- sometimes several - of all fotos attached to emails I receive. They
seem to stay on my machine until they're permanently deleted from the
trash. So, thank God I don't know anyone with strange tastes. One
foto which appears over 100 times in the All Images file is
this one. Starting with the easy question - Does anyone have any idea
who she is?
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