The BBC reported on the
gang who'd done 2 sinpas in NW Spain. They did say the leader was
reported to be Romanian but said nothing about the gang members being
Roma/gypsies. One wonders why not. It reminded me of my old Contract
Law professor saying a half-truth was sometimes worse than a lie.
Contrast this Spanish report, in English..
Here's something from
Lenox's Business Over Tapas of this morning, originally from
Mark Stücklin's Spanish Property Insight : The tax
authorities in Spain get away with murder. In some areas they slap a
surprise tax on bargain hunters who buy too cheap, whilst in others
they tax vendors for losing money. At least the Constitutional Court
has finally put a stop to that, ruling that vendors don’t have to
pay the 'plusvalia tax' if they sell at a loss. An estimated 500,000
vendors are affected, and many will be able to claim back tax paid.
Hallelujah. As indicated, my own
experience is that the Hacienda will now stop at nothing in abuse of
the wide powers they have. Taxes lost to the big players must be
squeezed now from the small ones. Got to get that deficit to below 3%
of GDP or Brussels will again threaten to slap our wrists. For the 11th or 12th time.
Women's
rights in Spain are not quite what they should be, it says here. But
at least they do better than elsewhere in terms of members of
parliament. And as regards breast-feeding there.
Something else that
lags behind here, it's said, is the credibility of the media. An
Oxford University study has adjudged Spain to be the least credible of
11 European countries and, if this is different, also the least
credible of 12 ROW countries.
The weather early this
week here in Pontevedra was cold and wet but today we've been hit by
global warming. As forecast, it's at least 25 degrees. I know which I
prefer.
I bought an ink-jet
printer about 10 years ago and have patiently waited for it to break
down for several years. Especially since I bought a laser printer
that was on sale in the ink shop 6 months ago. Yesterday I finally gave up on the
former and – even though it was still working – swapped it for
the latter. What a difference. Wish I hadn't waited. But I'm of the
pleasure-delaying generation, of course. Which always goes down well
with women, I believe.
En passant . . . I've
started to tell peope who have the effrontery to refer to me as 'old' to use a substitute I might just have invented – 'ex-young'. On
balance, I prefer this to 'previously young'.
Finally . . . It seems that the supermarket selling residual turrón packs has quite a stock. Presumably they didn't learn from 2015's forecasting errors:-
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