Josito

Alejandro Valverde

pre race....

bored?

POR FAVOR, HAZ CIRCULAR ESTE AVISO A TUS AMISTADES, FAMILIA, CONTACTOS !!!

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RECUERDA: SI LO ENVIAS A ELLOS, NOS BENEFICIAS A TODOS!!!

espejo.................

CD.Corralejo 2-0 U.D.Fuerteventura.

COMMUNICADO DE PRENSA ASAMBLEA GENERAL EXTRAORDINARIA DEL C.D.CORRALEJO.

El pasado viernes 27 de noviembre en el domicilio social del C.D. Corralejo. Tuvo lugar la Asamblea General Extraordinario de nuestra entidad, para convocar elecciones por la finalización del mandato del actual Presidente.

A la misma asistieron una veintena de socios, los cuales aprobaron por unanimidad las normas electorales y el calendario electoral, que ha quedado establecido de la siguiente manera-

Del 07 al 12 de diciembre Exposición de la lista de socios en el tablón de anuncios del domicilio social del club.

Del 14 al 17 de diciembre impugnaciones al censo.

En este punto hay que recordar que para tener derecho al voto hay que estar al día en el abono de la cuota que se puede hacer efectivo hasta el 5 de diciembre.

Partir del 17 de diciembre exposición del censo electoral definitivo.

Desde el 18 de diciembre hasta el 3 de enero de 2010 (12 días hábiles) Presentación de candidaturas.

Desde el 04 hasta el 09 de enero. Resolución de validez de candidaturas y proclamación definitiva de las mismas.

Elección el domingo 16 de enero de 2010 de 12 a 16h.

En Corralejo, a 30 de noviembre de 2009

El PRESIDENTE en funciones

Fdo-Jesús Perdomo Umpierrez

Yaaaarrrrooo

I had alighted from my Sunday morning guagua, Pozos, and hopefully football bound, to discover the match had been put back to 12.30 thus I was far too early., when a terrible tourist twosome seized on this unfortunate Scot.

Can we follow you? Said the female Billy Bunter lookalike, all that was missing was a yarooooooooooo, which this Scot felt sure was just around the corner…

The temptation was of course to invite them on my odyssey toward the centre of the town...and you know how the next syntax exchange would go.

Female Billy Bunter “Where are you going?”

Scottish Guy “The bank, and then breakfast.”

FBB..”Yarrrrooooooo , you didn’t say that.”

SG “You didn’t ask”

FBB “Were lost now.”

SG “Never mind. The airports that way.”

Etc….But no, the tourists friend, that’s me. , or is that casualty magnet?

Question- Do the large serpent tattoos on my upper arms give away the fact that I am an English speaker? FBB opined in the positive.

While for my part I considered she to be German, or perhaps Austrian, such was the cut of her extra large, Lederhosen without the leder, shorts without the …short, blond pleated hair, national health specs …visual red herrings. Ugly, with silliness.

“We re from Bradford.” She offered a further conversational nugget ….huffing and puffing red faced, as we circumnavigated Pozos. Her partner keeping a safe distance behind what appeared to have frighteningly become a duo…..she and me ...eeeeekkk and I was concerned about street cred, although I may not have much, to be spotted with FBB would become street crud.

Ye Gods.

"Lucky you. Fuerteventura –Bradford- Fuerteventura …tough call. Anyway, the other side of the steps is the taquilla, sorry ticket office… I doubt if it will be open yet, it may not open at all. Have fun.”

FBB “Where are you going?”

SG “The bank, and then breakfast.”

Been here…………….

UDF 1-1 Llanos

Pajara 4-0 Orientación Marítima

X FACTOR X

She wore a crushed countenance resembling damaged furniture, thanks in no little part to the removal of all adult front teeth which appeared fashionable at a certain period in time, …the concave facial look was expected, if perverse. But when the hacking cough gave way to a Liverpool accent, this Scot was none too surprised.

“X Factor on Saturday, cant miss that.” Cough cough….gob, light up.

Her wizened partner nodded appreciatively, but it was at female determination to arrive at destination Emphysema as quickly as possible, rather than any proposed weekend viewing schedule, which gained his admiration.

Cough

Splutter

Gob

Meanwhile back at the supermercado, which I have always regarded more entertaining than Factor X or X Factor, or whatever; there is a large, and one time powerful man with his diminutive almost squeaky partner.

At the checkout, crouching to speak to the cashier, who could not have been much younger than him, he raises his voice and speaks to her as if she is a child.

“THANKYOU VERY MUCH”

She grins indulgently for the umpteenth time in a cashing career that has introduced her to new levels of boredom and tolerance.

Zzzzaannkyoooo meestir

no words required....

Bus queues and dithering giggle …

Quite what the attraction was in the ATM inside the supermercado, who knows but a discussion was taking place between the unattractive tuetons whom boasted sunburn, bad teeth and body odour.

“Veeee no vot veeee arrr dooooing” the female of the duo offered in that curious guttural rattle which often accompanies the vocalising of Germans attempting English.

My impatience had become almost tangible. “So what are we / you / us waiting for?”

Who said Germans were efficient. Not these two, whom could have been on day release from a padded cell…near you!....

Vorsprung durch Technik…..not!

I thought living amongst majorero had slowed life pace to a mere saunter, but there are impatient moments, and the Scot was having a few..

A bus queue, any bus queue, in the estacion municipal de guaguas or outside the shopping centre, it matters not one hoot. The individual(s) whom are determined to climb aboard first don’t speak the lingo…don’t appear to know where they are going, nor are they familiar with euro currency. And for a reason which escapes the Scot, it all appears to induce giggling. I sometimes have to wait so long that any congelados begin to melt…

Along with patience ……..

bands.....and marches...a fuerteventura no le gusta la guerra

fans.....

Communication by JPG

Metaphorically skipping between the moribund and the very alive…seemed the situation this anti-hero was in.

The news from that other island relayed declining numbers of erstwhile colleagues, or those whom had become the latest health casualty awaiting that by-pass surgeon and his scalpel of a thousand life saving cuts – Tales of discontent and bad weather.

Mientras

A sun still shone on his adopted scrap of dust and rock…called Fuerteventura, and this week had offered contrasting fortunes in pictures….thus-

1) Great disappointment thanks to British red tape –

2) A mediocre entry to the annual Puerto Del Rosario image competition

And

3) Almost bizarrely his best photograph for some time ...a chance sepia image of batucada percussionists ………..old friends and new………

Communication by JPG.

hug..............me

A Spaceman Came Travelling.....

Yo soy Innes de escocia….pero hace tiempo que vivo en Fuerteventura…islas canarias…cerca de Africa…y estoy estudiando tu idioma….

Was the rough introduction I used for the alumnos in the San Luis institute, whom considered, me, this individual from the 1st world, like an extra terrestrial….. , well it had already been indicated by my Indian guide that I was telling people in near perfect Spanish that I hailed from Scotland…yet lived on a spec of dust off the African coast., which is so small, some maps appeared not to acknowledge its existence. At all.

Hence the quizzical expressions.

Maybe they thought I really was an extra terrestrial and was making up a story about a mythical scrap of volcanic terra firma, somewhere in the Atlantic.

At least, for the most part, they seemed interested, and polite enough to adjust their feathers into welcoming displays, and even peace pipes were offered, by some, pan pipes by others.

Apart from mentally converting peso/€/ peso, the biggest difficulty I encountered was with a Fuerteventura word, guagua. I thought it hailed from the Latinos however most people seemed to think it was a carrying pouch for an infant, or even a kindergarten. I should have stuck to auto bus, or as they like to call them, collectivos. A spaceman far,far from home and looking for small children? Well…you get the picture.

I can see those blue lights flashing, can you?

And talking of pictures, I lost most of mine, a sore point. There are times I really hate computers...

Strike any key when ready.

Batucada Fusăo

after dark

Puerto Del Rosario - In Winter

not to be missed

A conveyor of poor quality entertainers blackboard billed as “NOT TO BE MISSED” stood on the made up stage most nights belting out a selection of yesterdays karaoke to Brits and Irish whom, one presumed had their imagination removed at some earlier moment in time….now that should have had the label NOT TO BE MISSED.

Sadly, I did not enjoy the option of missing or otherwise, as my rented apartment sat virtually atop the noisy watering hole.

The only good news about this establishment is that its owners are losing money…according to a conversation overheard earlier….TIP - When chatting people huddle and lower their voices that’s when to tune in….if, that is, you can summon up the interest.
“Were not panicking!” which means they are …and feeding it from stretched pockets.

On one hand its good to see a locale open and thus generating life, but at the cost of unreasonable noise and morning after detritus?…cigarette packs, beer bottles, and even less savoury containers….exhibiting a lack of care or responsibility by those whom are running same.

Running something.

too late?

not so HOT FM

Isaac - C.D.Corralejo

Good Scot Bad Scot

Although a strong wind blew across the island, the November sky was cloudless with a clothing order of shorts (and little else) required…the Fuerteventura norm ….He would have remained at the poolside for longer but the plastic sun loungers were so very uncomfortable coupled of course with a flu which threatened to take over his life…”Its been around so long it should be paying rent.” Was the sardonic thought process meandering through a dull ache in his head.

Naturally, there was seldom poolside peace. The plague of flies always buzzed around him…human and insect …often difficult to discern, despite repellent sprays, lotions, and any other combative measure which could be dreamt up. The human version, only discernable as they were without wings, but equally repugnant, continually appeared, with a further distinguishing characteristic, a “HELP REQUIRED” logo writ large on larger bodies.

“How much is the bus to Corralejo?” Always pronounced incorrectly to “Where can I get a camel ride?”

This last question frightened the good Scot and amused the bad Scot, a grotesque and un-natural image jostling for position in a dilated minds eye.

But Christmas was fast approaching along with a new passport, likely to be his best and only gift with 10 more years of travel and adventure the prospect, perhaps an introduction to flies of a different size, hue, buzz even. The timbre and resonance of say Latin wings could well be different, perhaps there are reggaton flies…..? If the Dominican Republic proved to be the destination…could we expect a bachata buzz?

Looking through the departure neon of airports and the exotic far flung destinations offered, he often wondered why people did not take more advantage of adventure, opting instead for a safer package all inclusive - vacuumed off the plane, onto the bus and straight to an all inclusive fortnight where a day glow wristband bought all the blandness required, unless of course they were foolhardy enough to actually want to explore the alien streets and discover that life was not so very different from Liverpool, Llandudno or Largs. It was simply lived in a more pleasant climate, with a different language….

Oh sorry, yes sorrrreeeeeeee, you thought everyone spoke English…of course yes…they do…apart from those who don’t. That’s Spain for you, just wont play the English speaking game…..

Hold that thought.

between distants....

What’s Your Name Again?

Although in many quarters it appears not replying to email messages appears to be the norm, good manners preclude me from joining this unhappily impolite band, so this is an open email, the addressees will know who they are.

Since my return from Latin America I have been the victim of flu bug and have not been doing a great deal apart from appraising my position here on this little island. which has been my home for almost three years.

I find things do not improve.

Whether it’s the expensive and poor quality internet service provider or just the basic greed of many.

For some time I had considered that the not so well off were entitled to grab what they could in order to survive but more recently I have seen with first hand disappointment the machinations of the multi house brigade, whom, if anything, have an appetite for the € which is more voracious.

Greedy? I am not, and indeed struggle to equate quality product with payment…I take pictures and I write and although fiscal reimbursement is not high on my list of priorities I now discover that individuals…are adding the continuing financial crisis to their list of excuses with which to justify withholding payment for work submitted and invariably published.

Mmmm

“We will credit you in the usual way, what’s your name again?

colour and movement

The Land Of Kisses . La Republica Argentina

It was a delinquent moon which challenged the lazy dawn to rise and shine over my rented seat on the Iberia Airbus, as we floated over Brazil and Paraguay before turning left, to fly south , ever south, toward La Republica Argentina and destination Buenos Aires. As if bidding Latin America good morning, the giant jets feathered vapour trails stroked the shapes of paper mache landscape and toy traffic scuttling toward destination unknown - unknown to us ...or them?

images from the Vicente Carreño on 8 November Corralejo 3-3 UD Las Palmas Atlético

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Undertow

Better think awhile,
or I may never think again.
If this were the last day of your life my friend
Tell me, what do you think you would do then?

Gracias a Genesis

Barajas Dawn..........

San Luis & Mendoza - La Republica Argentina

dulce locura

The bar I had flopped into off one of the main drags in Puerto…was typically …Spanish lively…with its own little cameos…to an audience of empty quinto bottles and of course this Scot. The lead role in today’s stage essay reminded me of Captain Pugwash…although a little more animated than the animation…and without the assistance of Tom the cabin boy.... I wondered if this was a private showing for the benefit of a stray gringo. as they argued over a bar bill which came to four euro’s, with Manolo the barman suggesting it was such behaviour that had kept him vertically challenged…(rough translation)

And the Latin Americans promenade up and down…down and up…with a government offer of repatriation being mulled over., their squashed indigenous features giving little away apart from origin, and a will we ? should we ? we cant can we?

I have lost a couple of good friends to their homeland, oh I don’t blame them…I blame my selfishness…I suppose Venezuela and Ecuador have their attractions…but I miss Jesus & Ruben…..and David….oh and there are others. But as I attempt to integrate further….and complete my change of identity amongst the locals in this, my adopted heaven….…I hope they don’t try to repatriate me….!

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So I left the lookalike (or seem alike) Pugwash and friends to their calle encore and considered a pizza solution to my dull gnawing hunger which was climbing around my frame …and a visit to another South American friend who has meantime at least elected to stay….perhaps it is the influence of his majorera partner and the resultant infant wail loitering in his ears that bids him stay…... ….
………………………………………………………………………………………….

mmmmm…….

whats in a name

Ross
Gaelic Name: Rôs
Motto: Spem successus alit (Success nourishes hope)
Badge: Juniper
Lands: Ross-shire, Ayrshire and Renfrewshire
Origin of Name: Placename, Ross-shire
Pipe Music: The Earl of Ross's March
Clan Chief David Ross of Ross and Balnagowan

UDF 3 - 3 Tenerife B

the ghost of railways past...Mendoza Sud (South) Argentina

U.D.Fuerteventura 1-0 Teror

hot fm & friends

UD Pájara Playas de Jandía 1-1. Universidad de Las Palmas B

mariposa

sun up

udf....in action against Mensajero

Gracias Al Tanto Majorero por la foto del equipo Mensajero.

cactus

UDF 0 - 0 Zocas

Pajara 1-0 Tenisca

MERENGAZO 2009 - LA ANTIGUA

window

computer virus warning from the Spanish Civil Guard

HOLA;
DILE A TODOS LOS CONTACTOS DE TU LISTA, QUE NO ACEPTEN UN VIDEO
LLAMADO ANILLOS DUREX, ES UN VIRUS QUE FORMATEA EL ORDENADOR Y EL
DE TUS CONTACTOS Y, ADEMÁS, TE QUITA LA CONTRASEÑA DE HOTMAIL

OJO, SI ELLOS LO ACEPTAN, LO AGARRAS TÚ TAMBIÉN, MÁNDALO URGENTEMENTE A
TODOS ELLOS, ES UN MENSAJE DE IMPORTANCIA, SIMPLEMENTE COPIA Y PEGA

Grupo de Apoyo en Tecnologías de la Información de la Guardia Civil

Basicaly it says dont accept an emailed video called ANILLOS DUREX...if you do it will re-format your computer amongs other nasty things....please pass on.

goal................NOT!

a Dios................

gracias a arcangel

Yo le pregunté a un pastor del amor
Y el me dijo que se lo entregara a Dios
Que no me sintiera solo, que estar solo era mejor
Que vivir de una ilusión
Yo le pregunté a un artista del amor a primera vista
Dijo que era un error
Que eso era de novelista, soñadores
Que en la vida hay que ser más realista

Y ahora que no te tengo
Pienso en todo el tiempo perdido
Que perdí... contigo
Pues por amarte a ciegas yo...
No escuché, y me lancé al vacío por amor
Todos me dijeron, todos me advertían
Que hay flores que tienen espinas

anyone we know?

nuestra señora de buen viaje 2009

CD Corralejo 1-0 Pajara Playas De Jandia

The stumbling beat of slow reggaton drifted down the street from an open window, accompanied by the sickly smell of hardship…a mere sepia smudge from poverty……….Lower class need, middle class hypocrisy entangled in a rosary of deceit….………..

.........orquesta.........

gracias a Manu Chao....por esta canción

Mentira lo que dice mentira lo que da mentira lo
que hace mentira la mentira mentira la verdad
mentira lo que cuece bajo la oscuridad mentira el
amor mentira el sabor mentira la que manda mentira

....in concert....

A Lesson for the Hard Of Wallet.

They were passing around the charity bowl as if it was likely to leave a degree of burns which would require first aid and perhaps second….

No one wanted to admit the need for such dinero succour during this time of monetary crisis, and for sure no one wanted to contribute to another’s cause. But with bars closing and empresarios trading swanky town centre offices for rent saving work from the domicile…..clearly financial times are less than easy.

But there are degrees of poor….individuals whom bemoan the groats are hard to accrue yet own not one but two or in some cases more, properties…here and in other locations of our shrinking planet, simply put, have a different fiscal comprehension than this humble Scot.

Humble huh?….Not so humble…the sneer is almost tangible.

So when will things improve? And what caused? My guess it was a who rather than a what …has been culpable for tardy cash flow….the irony being that someone has made a tidy fortune out of the mess of suffering around the developed world. I say developed, I’m not sure el tercer mundo will notice too much…as there must be a limit upon which people suffer until it makes no difference.

Thanks be to God, I have never felt such pain. But does money ease the pain? Makes life easier …but better ?

Greed is a blight on society, and lives healthily for sure here on Fuerteventura, well health is a poor choice of word but you get it…you do don’t you?

So as I endure an A.M. (instant) caffeine hit, these thoughts hover while I make for the guagua being passed by the strugglers in their 4x4 economy.

Crisis? Your crisis or mine…?

grazing....

communique for the ill at ease

Although it was supposed to be a conversation…it appeared to be dual…parallel …we were talking at each other about different things…And paying no heed …to the arriving syntax.

Stop.

The difficulties (plural) manufactured by gossip (singular) are manyfold….(singular and plural)

Stop.

I can hear the crickets communicating in the grounds of my complex clearly making a better job of it than me.

Stop.

Their chirruping almost, but not quite, soothing this disappointed Scot.

PLEASE STOP.


The recently re-opened bar almost immediately below my balcony was at least playing Dire Straits instead of dire music. And the clientele appeared a little more sedate ….but as the lager levels rise……………..

I have become a dry cell of life……….with little charge left …running low on power… caught in the cross hairs as someone takes aim..

Anyone else require a pot shot?

the art of presenting.......

PROCESIÓN MARÍTIMO-TERRESTRE EN HONOR A LA VIRGEN DEL CARMEN‏

the Spanish word for chapel is....?

Fuerteventura.....¡YA!

......sundown...

...........dance............

waiting for the action to restart.....

Queen ...for a year

...is this paradise...? I think it could be.....!

abrazame...

Across an unwise soundtrack....

I could hear the violins screeching ..spitting musical notes, splitting solstice sunshine…accompanied thankfully by .........a gentle breeze …aiding the heavenly bodies play...carefree for their holiday fortnight

But there too, was detritus testimony of last nights human interaction, strewn campo wide. The hypodermic of youth, a condom of surprising caution and other early year pleasure domes.

Underneath the tresses of Rasta styled hair…a skin colour of bruised orange and pitted complexion was telling a tale of hard years difficulty…unsmiling past with unpromising future.

Wearing a home made psychedelic print cheesecloth as her fashion statement and date stamp…..

To be continued…

spotlight

smile...........

...discuss....

what the fuss was all about - Chambao -

fuerte en musica 09...

....blue.....

totally tropical

ARRIVALS

Airport arrival
Atmosphere heavy
Accustomed anticipation

Hellos
Hugs
Handshakes

Tears
Trepidation

drempets

batucada.......................

hey................

on the beach

engañado......

fire and apple

San Antonio De Padua 2009 - Los Lajares

Delusion....

Was that delusion peeking round the corner of life…? it was her fingernails I noticed first, that luminous give away which she (yes she!) had forgotten to conceal.

I had considered, briefly, that my recent radio presentation had a moment of magic where I felt sure an audience really was paying attention to the airwave borne musical message.

I also wondered about monophobia.

Mine was becoming a stained existence, perhaps it had been for some time. Tired of gossip and other conversation sell by dates …..It was time to withdraw a little more …perhaps I should climb into a discarded shell------if there’s one big enough.

Or maybe there is a vacancy in the rear window in a suitably comfortable family saloon where I could become the nodding dog of life………………………agreeing with everything and

EVERYONE.

I can see a freighter on the Atlantic. Bound for destination unknown. Better to travel in hope than to arrive…

room for a stray Scot?

talk to the hand....

............Los Lajares......

stained....

red....

oriental in orange

little wheel

big wheel

pensando...gracias a Claudia.....

Razón y Corazón Razón ó Corazón Razón ------ Corazón

exactly what it says...on the wall...

save your local team

El próximo viernes, 5 de Junio, a las 20:00 horas, en el local de la calle Tajo, número 3, de Puerto del Rosario, tendrá lugar la reunión de socios, socias, amigos y amigas de la UDF.El objetivo de esta reunión es la exigencia de una convocatoria de asamblea extraordinaria por parte de la directiva del club, así como la puesta en común de ideas e iniciativas varias para afrontar la salvación y continuidad del proyecto que representa UDF para el fútbol en Fuerteventura.El local está situado al lado de la peluquería Domingo. Esperamos la mayor de las asistencias posibles. Todos los que quieran aportar algo en este difícil camino de reconstrucción que no dejen de pasar y hacerse oir.
VIERNES, 5 DE JUNIO, 20:00 HORAS. C/TAJO, Nº3.
PTO DEL ROSARIO (AL LADO DE LA PELUQUERÍA DOMINGO)

digame....

crawling in my skin
these wounds they will not heal
confusing what is real....

can you hear me....can you hear me running?

campeones

... as beautiful as you...almost...

afición

CD Corralejo 2-0 Altavista

passing clouds....

UD.Pájara Playas Jandía 4 - 1 R.M.Castilla

not LOS GALACTICOS

under the lights Unión Puerto-UD.Fuerteventura B

Nervous Traveller - At Queens Day -

close..............getting closer

Amsterdam Architecture

Radazul

Paz...despues del partido...

the other second division team on the island.... Pajara

salida del sol sobre fuerteventura

rock español

rap español

Hang the D.J.............

0-2 contra Ciudad Lorqui

smoke

black to bass

street art..........

Lebrancho Rock 2009

fear

Fear.

The queue was casual at a bus stop where I seem to spend a lot of time, and the girl in front of me was nothing unusual save for the fact I normally scare them away. But there was something amiss in this otherwise tranquil post meridian cameo where baking heat ensured everything went slow, then slower.

When she spoke to me, it was if impeded speech was holding her shy conversation to ransom and down one side of her being everything trembled.

Fear? no…..not fear.

Yet surely too young for the selection box of ailments that would cause such a tremor.

Stroke? Parkinsons?

Fear? no…. not fear.

Although no medic, I understand pain…and as she climbed aboard the guagua, holding out her coins for the driver to make a fiscal decision the metal bounced around her palm and I understood her pain.

The bus pulled away from Nuevo Horizonte and on toward El Matorral. The grubby windows , allowing scant visual access to a Fuerteventura wonder of another molasses sun melting onto the mountainous horizon., as if the volcanic ranges were collecting setting gold and I considered how lucky I was to be fit and worry free……for now.

Fear? no…not fear.

fragile beauty .....

por sentado no doy
nada de lo que soy
ni el latido más mínimo
ahora no

all my hopes and my fears

in this moment are clear
you are the one

my moon my stars.... my sun

listen to this........

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9utC3l3mhY

white label

on stage

la felicidad (happiness)

felicidad no es hacer lo que uno quiere

sino querer lo que uno hace

Union Deportiva Fuerteventura.

spectating mannequins ...........

1-2 contra Atletico Madrid B

who we are...who I have become

majorero, ra.
(De Majorata, nombre indígena de la isla).
1. adj. Natural de Fuerteventura. U. t. c. s.
2. adj. Perteneciente o relativo a esta isla del archipiélago canario, en España.

Moisés Y Suso

this is Fuerteventura.............

day out with Derek

will I ever understand art?

Pepe Santana

to Paul

something I have been meaning to do for a long time........so I hope you dont mind this being quite so public....

do you remember the struggle I had to keep you and Simon at Vic...? maybe you didnt believe me ....but I felt it was a lesser place without you guys....

still is..........

dont stop being special

Rest In Peace B.P.

thankyou Keane

Who is the man I see
where Im supposed to be?
I lost my heart , I buried it to deep.
Under the iron sea.

look whats in the Gazette this month...

G is for Guapa

Z is for ZORRO

m is for mmmmmm

the civil guard ..as you have never seen them....

and hopefully never will.....

movement

y esta es para ti......

Quizá no fue coincidencia encontrarme contigo.
Tal vez esto lo hizo el destino.
Quiero dormirme de nuevo en tu pecho
y después me despierten tus besos.

Tu sexto sentido aún sueña conmigo,
se que pronto estaremos unidos.
Esa sonrisa traviesa que vive conmigo,
se que pronto estaré en tu camino.

Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos,
asique no me dejes caer.
Sabes que estoy colgando en tus manos.

Te envío poemas de mi puño y letra.
Te envío canciones de 4 40.
Te envío las fotos cenando
en Marbella y cuando estuvimos por Venezuela.
Y así me recuerdes y tengas presente
que mi corazón está colgando en tus manos.
Cuidado, cuidado, no perderé
la esperanza de estar contigo.
Quiero beberme de ti todo lo prohibido.
Quiero amanecer besando toda, toda tu ternura.
Mi niña, mi vida, te necesito.

from my friend Claudia....in Argentina...

espero que este sea un hermoso día para ti. ¿Sabes qué? me quedé pensando en lo que dijiste sobre ser un idealista.....Somo muchos los que soñamos con situaciones ideales, personas ideales, atmósferas ideales......¿sería posible no soñar con esto?...¿cómo sería nuestra vida sin esos momentos de idealismo? .... Nuestros sueños nos acompañan siempre. Nos recuerdan que podría haber algo más ....... nos permiten elevarnos y mirar la tierra desde el aire o desde una nube............

team talk

otra madrugada...

hangman..hangman...wait a little while..I think I see my good friend coming...

otra derrota....2-3 contra el Real "B"

dont even ask.....

mmmmm.......

happy couple

verbena...o ..veneno

dance....

only in Fuerteventura.....

on the beach..........................

las reinas.....

ringmaster.......

0-1 contra Águilas CF

La Murga - Carnaval 2009

all the fun of the Mayor

carnaval...2009

morning

And the show will go on at HOT FM 104.6 & 96.6 Fuerteventura

giving out the prizes

but ...the show must go on...con Samuel...

adios........José Juan Almeida y hola Ángel Luis Camacho

Murcia B

Happy Birthday

No le gusta caminar.
No puede montar a caballo
Como se puede bailar?
Es un escandolo

penalty

Birthday Boys

borrachitos