Spanish life is not always likeable but it is compellingly loveable.
- Christopher Howse: A Pilgrim in Spain.
If you've arrived here because of an interest in Galicia or Pontevedra, see my web page here. Garish but informative.
- It's common in British bars/pubs to be asked what size glass of wine you want, out of a choice of 3. Of course, they never say “Small, medium or large?”. It's invariably “Medium or large?”. So I was surprised not to be asked anything in a Headingley bar/restaurant yesterday, when I ordered a glass of New Zealand white. I was even more surprised when asked to pay£8.30(€9.30) for what I assumed ranked as a large glass. Of 250ml. I had thought this was a student barrio. Perhaps today's students are a lot better off than those of my generation. Or are already seduced by easy credit.
- Two ocurrences last week left me wondering what would've happened in Spain in the same circumstances:-
- My car passed its annual check in Spain in September and was serviced shortly after that, at the end of which I was told there might be a suspension problem. So I took it to a garage in Hoylake for a check and an estimate of the repair cost. They looked at the suspension, advised me there was nothing wrong that they could see and then told me there was no charge for the check.
- Telecónica-owned O2 has said they'll compensate all their clients for Thursday's total loss of 4G service. So . . . As I'm a customer of Telefónica in Spain and am on O2 here, surely I will have a successful claim back in Spain . . .
- Nice to have my opinion endorsed: The misery of driving in Britain could fuel our own yellow vest movement.
- I must say that, for a proud people, it takes some believing that only 20% of Spaniards think their culture is superior to everyone else's. At the other end of the spectrum, the number for Greeks is a staggering 89%, while Portugal and the UK come in at 47% and 46%. Why this cultural cringe? Not proud of the Arabic contribution of 700 years??
- A propos – Here is something to be very proud of, per Lenox of Business Over Tapas:- With 47 places to its credit, Spain ranks 3rd of the countries in the world with the most World Heritage sites. See them here.
- But here's something not to be at all proud of.
The UK and Brexit
- There's an unfortunate tendency for Remainers to see all Leavers as ignorant, swivel-eyed bigots, only interested in stopping immigration. Of course, they aren't. Below is an article from a Remainer columnist whom I've admired for almost 30 years, long before Brexit, of course. Like me, she takes the longer term, macro view. One related to the real issues. At least as we see them. It'd be salutary for all Remainers to read it. If I had my way, I'd torture them until they did . . .
- Nice to see another opinion of mine endorsed in that article - Viz. that the EU technocrats simply don't understand Brits.
The EU and Brexit
- Another non-surprise . . . President Juncker's predecessor, Romanor Prodi, says the EU will come back to the negotiating table if [when] parliament votes down Mrs May’s deal with Brussels and stressed that the EU needed to do everything it could to avoid the “economic catastrophe” of a no-deal Brexit. This is despite Juncker averring last month that the withdrawal treaty and accompanying political declaration on the future relationship amounted to “the only deal possible”.
- President Fart has criticised one of his key staff as 'Dumb as a rock and lazy'. Not for the first time one's compelled to endorse the view that every Fart criticism is a confession.
Finally . . .
- I'm with my daughter and her kids in a flat she rents out in Headingley, Leeds. We have water, a kettle, ground coffee and filter papers. But no filter machine, or even a cone. So, necessity being the mother of invention and all that, I'm proud to present . . .
In case you haven't worked it out, it's a small milk container, upended and opened up. Works perfectly. Almost.
© [David] Colin Davies
The vile snobs who wrecked Brexit will answer to an insulted people: Janet Daley
The belief that Leavers are bigoted know-nothings doomed Brexit from the start.
Yes, boys and girls, this is really happening. Your government is actually collapsing into intractable chaos while the integrity of your country is being offered up for a handful of indulgences from a ruling body over which you will have no control.
Like everybody else I have absolutely no idea where this is going to end but I do have a pretty clear idea of how we got here. Given that the catastrophic place at which we now find ourselves was rooted in the earliest assumptions with which this misadventure began, it is not simply an exercise in melancholy to review the history. Sometimes re-watching the collapse of a monument in slow motion can provide insights that the simple fact of its implosion does not provide.
So let’s remind ourselves of what it was like in the Age of Innocence when we all thought we were being given a say in what everybody now agrees is the most important national decision since the war. The Referendum was going to precipitate a public debate in which the two sides would confront one another with reasoned argument, both evidential and philosophical, on the great question. Both sides would accept the rationality and conscientiousness of the other’s position.
Well, that’s what I thought was supposed to happen; didn’t you? As you may recall, it wasn’t quite like that. One side – now known as Continuity Remain – simply decided that the opposition consisted of bigoted know-nothings being deceived by self-serving opportunists who were using the Leave cause as a vehicle for their Machiavellian purposes.
There was only one way to treat this threat – or rather two ways which formed a kind of psychological pincer to achieve the same end: first, a terrifying series of threats involving economic collapse, food shortages and planes falling out of the sky and then a systematic campaign of vicious abuse, the vileness and shameless snobbery of which I have never witnessed before in Britain. And guess what? To the eternal, magnificent, staggering credit of the people of this country, it didn’t work.
Even I who, as a besotted emigrant to this land have almost unlimited faith in the character of its population, was taken aback by this utter refusal to be bullied or deceived. I have written of this before but now that we are reaching the endgame, it is worth repeating: the British will not be intimidated.
They are not frightened by threats. They are insulted (and eventually enraged) by them. And as for being traduced by their “betters”, they are used to that: they know how to martial their own communal solidarity to stand up to it. (This may be, ironically, a useful consequence of the class system: the very same insularity which Remainers decry in the post-industrial proletariat inures them to the derision of contemptuous metropolitans.)
How could the country’s elites have got it so wrong? How could they have so disastrously misunderstood the nature of their own electorate and fallen so stupidly into the “them-and-us” model which is embedded in the consciousness of almost all ordinary British people? From the early days of Project Fear to its final spluttering stage last week in which a six-week delay at our ports had suddenly transmogrified into a six-month one, the whole thing has been so crassly idiotic.
So purblind and arrogant in fact that it even got some of the most basic premises wrong. There was that endlessly chanted refrain (repeated by Philip Hammond in the Commons debate just last Thursday) that Leave voters, in their benighted naivety, did not realise the economic consequences that Brexit would bring: nobody, it was said, had voted “to become poorer.” Really? But if those voters had believed half, or even a tenth, of what they were told by the Government’s Project Fear prognostications, then that is exactly what they were voting for – or, at the very least, it was what they were prepared to risk.
Simple deduction: if they were ready to vote Leave in spite of all the hokum (sorry, experts’ warnings), either they were ready to accept becoming “poorer” for the sake of something they valued, or they did not trust a word they were being told by their governing elites. Didn’t it occur to anybody in the sublimely vain Remain camp, which was deeply embedded with the odiously self-regarding EU “negotiating” team, that the Referendum, having gone the way it did, meant that their entire strategy for dealing with British national opinion was drastically misjudged?
Then again, maybe it did occur to them, but how were they to counter the more profound, principled arguments for Brexit – the defence of Britain’s democratic institutions and the basic concept of accountable government? Perhaps there was a quite cynical decision to ignore the big questions and concentrate on the small ones because that not only got you off the thornier philosophical hook but also implied that Leave voters were basically small-minded people.
Ultimately it would be that belief – that Leaving was not about principles but practicalities – that would be the Government’s undoing. Theresa May had one brief glorious moment during the Lancaster House era, when she actually seemed interested in the larger, more edifying sense that leaving the EU could be a moral mission.
Then she lost an election and the advisor who had been scripting that incarnation, Nick Timothy, after which she handed the whole matter over to the tacticians in the civil service who regard every problem as practical. To be fair, it is not the proper business of the civil service to be driven by political conviction. It was now just a matter, as Mrs May loves to say, of “getting the job done”. So the pass was sold.
From the outset, the Brexit project was doomed by a disastrous failure perhaps understandably on the part of the European Union – but unforgivably by most of the British governing class as well – to understand this country and what drove it to depart from the EU in spite of all the risks and calumny that might invite. But this is still the same country – and the same people. It’s not over yet.