For deviant behaviour, I might be labelled a cow, and have a code slapped on me for RFID purposes later.
Two legs good, four legs possible
Reluctant tradition
In case you have not realised it, there is an entire week between Christmas Day and New Year's Day.
Freedom’s the thing
The thing about dictatorships, and oppressive regimes in general, is that there is no freedom of speech.
Grow
Somewhere between the web and the weft of words— in the space where the feeling of life almost forms a thought —is the realm of being at one with the plant.
Small things
We drank tea, and she forced litres of barley water down my throat to ward off any cold I might have caught.
No hybrid
This is my response to the idea that we should affix pre-designed icons to the type of work we produce. There is a choice of three: 100% human translation, 100% iffy (also known as MT or machine translation, in its various permutations), or so-called hybrid translation. If you can find the link yourself, you can... Continue Reading →
The Curious Tale of Sant Narcís
A few days after spotting the street sign bearing his name, Sant Narcís would assume greater importance in my life and the lives of my two travelling companions.
Rattling around
What occurs next is a slight timetable train smash. But that's okay, because you have handled such convergences before.
Next year
Next year, I will know that destemming all the grapes before drying them is absolutely essential. It avoids having to do what becomes a very picky job when the fruit has already dried. It also avoids eating most of the produce. As it is, I remove a stalk, and pop the raisin in my mouth. ... Continue Reading →
Water!
You can imagine me at my desk dressed in an old long-sleeved shirt, jeans, and boots, all of which became muddier as the day progressed.
That elusive pair of jeans 