
ADIOS ESPAÑA, BONJOUR FRANCE!
(Texto español abajo) When I first set foot in Spain some 20 years ago, I was irretrievably smitten. It was as if I finally found home, a place where my heart and soul felt completely at ease, happy. I still love Spain with the same intensity, even though things have changed since then, mostly for the worse. My son Carlos (a Sevillano!) tells me that I see the country through rose-coloured glasses, uncritical of its faults. He may be right, but that’s what you do when you’re

SADNESS TO HAPPINESS IN 24 HOURS
(Texto español abajo) Yesterday and the day before we ventured into a tiny village in the mountains of Ronda. We can't name the village because its inhabitants have all been declared criminals a few weeks ago: they engage in a highly illegal activity, which is growing and consuming organic, natural food that they've been growing and consuming for centuries... The trouble is that this gloriously home-grown and loved produce is not certified by the government. It's difficult to