Tag: spain
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Calle Jarama
The iPhone has been a tremendous boon to the amateur film-maker. I’ve never used anything else. Apple’s iMovie software for editing iPhone video is so intuitive too. All videos on my site were made this way. Here’s one of some favourite little streets in Malagá Esté
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Summer Holidays
A poem based on a writing prompt of summer holidays I dashed off in 25 minutes – and it shows, I hear you say – prior to the start of another Zoomtastic writer’s meeting held somewhere in the ether
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Dancing with the Moonlight Knight: A Magical Evening
I realized that the writing prompts this week, were all titles of songs to do with dancing (not a sport I’ve ever been very proficient at!), but none of them struck a chord with me… ha ha. The fact that the prompts were about dancing caused me to recall “Dancing with the Moonlit Knight,” which…
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Ronda through the Years Nostalgia, Adventure, and Enduring Beauty
I worked in Gibraltar between September 2007 and March 2008. The first time I went to Ronda was when Simon, a long-lost work colleague
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Other videos I’ve made
I’ve added a new page to my blog to feature other videos I’ve made …
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Almería to Rodalquilar (travelling to Spain with a dog, part 8)
Our Airbnb hostess negotiated a taxi trip from Almeria city to the pueblo blanco of Rodalquilar for €50. The price seemed a bit steep but being so close to what would be our resting place for a couple of weeks, we were keen to finally get there…
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En Ronda
This poem was inspired by a photograph of a building awning I saw in September 2007, in Ronda, Southern Spain. The huge photo depicted some famous local bullfighters…
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Ash crisis? What ash crisis?
When the airline says its safe to fly again, sadly it looks like our holiday is nearly over
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On Holiday in the Shadow of the Volcano
When the volcano Eyjafjallajökull erupted in Iceland in 2010 it caused enormous disruption to air travel across western and northern Europe and also to my holiday! Read all about my holiday issues here …
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How Honey Got Happy
As soon as Honey Dale woke up, Steve Taylor’s face swam into view. It was a waking nightmare. She stopped herself from screaming as memories flooded back. In spite of the occasional nightmare, Honey knew everything was so much better now.
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