Spanish life is not always likeable but it is compellingly loveable.
Christopher Howse: A Pilgrim in Spain
The Spanish Economy- Many, many folk here might be struggling to get to the end of the month, and the unemployment rates might still be staggeringly high but the economy steams along at a rate - 2% last year - higher than nearly all other EU states. Details here.
- Farmers, it seems, is one group of producers which is not at all happy with things. French-style protests are thus on the agenda.
- I spoke of Spain's many 'investigations'. Some topical examples:-
- Hard to believe this fraud, not least the ability to implicate colleagues. In English here.
- Ditto here.
- And here.
- Not to mention here.
- In this article on motoring offences by foreigners no stock seems to be taken of the fact that there are, for example, at least 3 times more Brits in Spain than Germans or French folk in Spain. For what it's worth, the top 3 offenders are: 1. The French; 2. The Portuguese (especially in Galicia); and 3. The British.
- Talking of Brits . . . Spain might have had another record tourism year in 2019, but the Brits were 500,000 down on 2018.
- Tim Parfitt, in 'A Load of Bull': The Mayte Commodore was an old established luncheon club usually packed with hundred of gold-rinsed yapping Spanish grannies. This took me back to the coiffured doyennes I noted at the Pontevedra concert a week or so ago.
- Talking of Madrid . . . More, from El País, on those incredible low rents hanging over from the Franco era.
- Yesterday, I mentioned a fundamental driving rule I observe. Here's The Local with some timely advice on this subject.
- I've never smoked so had no idea the EU is about to outlaw menthol cancer-sticks. Seems right to me, if a tad draconian.
- To my pleasant surprise, I've discovered some fado I can enjoy, even when not watching the rather attractive singer - Ana Moura - here and here. You'll note that Portuguese audiences don't get very excited, even when they're enjoying themselves. A quiet people. The exact opposite of their Iberian neighbours.
- As feared, the Brexit trade deal options are now being seen - from the UK - as either a Canada-style or an Australia-style deal. The latter appears to be the current code for a WTO-terms deal. Or, as it used to be called, a Hard Brexit. And so the pound has fallen back again.
- Boris Johnson's latest speech on the subject was described by one scribbler thus: I don't think I've ever read such a disjointed, badly drafted speech from any prime minister as the one delivered by Johnson yesterday. Totally lacking in gravitas, the whole thing was an embarrassing muddle. Or, as Graham Lithgow put it, "Not to call Boris Johnson incoherent, but you'd get more sense out of a lethally intoxicated acid casualty attempting to recite the Gettysburg Address with a swarm of locusts in his mouth". Dear dog.
- How it works on trade deals, and what it uses them for - without needing to bother about periodic elections of its government. Empirically, is one way of describing it, I guess.
- Talking of large empires . . . The (avaricious) Catholic Church again
- Tesla: The stock price is just nuts. But wait… when something is totally irrational, just because it’s nuts doesn’t mean it can't get even nuttier. So the jury is still out on whether $940 a share this morning was the moment of peak-insanity, or if there's an even higher peak-insanity coming. More here.
- Words of the Day:-
- Correr: To run. cf. Corretear; To run around, like kids at a pool.
- Chupóptero: Vampire; Bloodcucker; Sponger.
- Boris Johnson was described yesterday as doing verbal flick flacks. This originally (per Thomas Hardy) applied to the sound of milk slurping in a churn. Now it also mean some sort of tumble in gymnastics, also known a flic flac, a flip fop or a back handspring.
- A second startling (and belated) discovery I've made in the last week is that I like mild, smoked Galician cheese . . . Better late than never, as they say.
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