In the middle evening last night we decided to go for a stroll and a beer and maybe a snack. We had a place in mind, a place where we ate “papas arrugadas” on Thursday. The idea was to decide if it would be a good place to go late in the evenings when Phil has finished playing in the chess tournament here.
We’ve been relying on Google maps or satnav to find our way around and last night almost got ourselves lost. The trouble with maps on your phone as opposed to actual paper maps is that it’s hard tell which way the map is oriented - north isn’t always at the top and you can end up walking in the wrong direction. I suspect it works better when you’re driving and you have an annoying voice telling you when to turn left or right and so on.
Anyway, we overshot and found ourselves in a bit of the area that we have not yet explored! Minor panic! Especially as the phone signal dropped momentarily. But we found our way back to our planned route. The restaurant/snack bar we were after was absolutely overwhelmed with customers. Well, it was Friday night. Everyone and their grandmothers were out and about. In fact, with the mix of ages, it looked as though everyone was out and about WITH their grandmothers.
Finally we stopped for a beer and croquetas at a little place on one of the back streets. Perfectly fine!
This morning I got up and went looking for bread-shops. There seems to be a dearth of bread-shops as such in our neck of the woods. Eventually I found two small cafes which also sell bread. This is the reverse of the breadshop which has a small cafe section, and sometimes not even a table outside, just a seating area at one side of the shop. So we had fresh bread for breakfast with our coffee this morning.
Now that I have located the bread shop, tomorrow I may well get up and run (keeping my Fitbit happy) and buy bread on my way back! That’s the plan. I just need the will-power.
Some time ago, chatting with the smaller grandchildren about favourite animals, I was asked if I preferred dogs or cats. I kept them waiting and then told them I preferred a ca….pybara! This has been a family joke ever since. And here is a link to an article about a capybara who got away!
Following the UK supreme court ruling last year that the terms “woman” and “sex” in the Equality Act refer only to a biological woman and to biological sex, trans women have restricted access to services and places and organisation. The Girl Guides have chosen to follow the letter of the ruling and are expelling trans women. It seems a bit harsh. Here is a link to Zoe Williams’ article on that matter.
With the world in a continued state of chaos, I read this: “Britain is “a few weeks away” from medicine shortages ranging from painkillers to cancer treatment if the Iran war continues, according to experts, while drug prices could also rise.”
The interconnectedness of everything goes on and on.
To cheer us up, here is an illustration by Tove Jansson, creator of The Moomins. This is from a satirical magazine Garm, where Tove worked as a political cartoonist from 1929 to 1953. In the 1950s, dancing and festive evenings became a source of joy for Jansson and her artistic circle. In an post-war era marked by renewal and optimism, music, movement and shared celebrations offered a sense of freedom and delight.
Music and dance - a source of joy in a crazy world.
Life goes on. Stay safe and well, everyone!
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