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..........