Stories

This weekend my father is ninety, yes ninety. What happened since in those years is a history of the world in a short space of time. 1932 was a difficult year. In the States, Roosevelt defeated Hoover by an landslide against the depression as a background. In Germany Hitler lost to Paul von Hindenburg in…

This year the heat is brutal, and in May was close to 35 degrees. We are fortunate to be allowed to drink water, sit in the shade and escape home when feeling tired. And in a corner of this churchyard stand four Commonwealth War Graves. It was a reminder as to how they could not…

At Malaga City decided to look at three famous pictures from Picasso at the Museum. It is recommended to book in advance but it is certainly worth the effort. I have chosen three that I photographed; three which in my mind are so striking. The more we look at the face here we see three…

The trip to Orgiva was a straight shot. 560 miles from Santander with a couple of stops for egg and chips, no naughty mistakes from Nelly my dog and ten hours later here I am. The weather is very hot, about 28 degrees and the house is a blank canvas; white walls, walnut wood beams,…

Farewell Portsmouth A week ago I turned 66 and wanted to take a different course for the coming year. Not only would I receive my pension but on a whim I had bought a house in the Sierra Nevada in a small town called Orgiva. I had a friend there who had dropped off the…

By noon the sun is white hot and there's no shade. Sharp sand crystals seep into my boots, lie in creases within my buttoned jacket and find sanctuary behind the folds of my red-raw ears. I walk across the rough ground towards the engine shed where my shift is about to start. Screwing up my…

I have asked two guests for supper. I have not seen them for over a year but tonight I have them to myself. The table is polished, the silver gleams in the candle-light throwing shadows over portraits from the past who would want to join the evening. On my right I place my mother and…

What else could have I expected? No one wanted Naira and in the fruit and food markets dollars made your buying power better. I had to try and get the group to at least trade together so we continued calling each bank. Then by posting new information on the screens gradually confidence increased and soon…

The game on foreign exchange was about to start. For the past weeks we had been teaching about how the international markets worked coupled with some basic education on economics. We had bonded with them and spent most evenings drinking and partying. They were so excited and in the afternoons they went back to their…

The teaching was going to plan but slowly. By the time of the second week I had a son, I had a telex from the bank in London and they assured me that all was safe with the mother and baby. As for my son’s arrival that was happy news and on telling the steward…