Observations on a Caleta landscape

 Ting a ling (from the archives)

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The Caleta version of the Wally Trolley makes its town centre stop....

ting a ling

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I’m people watching plumb in the middle of the bauble proffering tourist trap, which is gaudy in extremis. Only last night’s detritus and today’s broken neon’s give the merest hint of a decaying future, but they don`t really count.

Do they?

the people have spoken. the people want.

Don’t they?

This temporary community of holiday humanity cross the square and each other’s paths with equal anonymity.

Some buzz in and out of retail heaven, bees collecting honey for the hive, sweetly packaged by tempting designer labels, such lies handed down as alms from the controlling class. Others merely window graze visually digesting and mentally storing for a last day shopping glut which will impress the back home Jones`s.

A push chair pushing couple push past, heralded by bickering discontent. One family addition in situ and another on the way. The sum total of trapped hangs on the faces of a union only just begun. This package holiday break serving merely to compound a painful yet common brand of unhappiness.

I want to play guess the nationality, but find no challenge…..English and yet more English with not even a Scottish brogue to waft along the airwaves and give a little equilibrium. Guessing the area is similarly facile. Manchester, Manchester….and Manchester. It’s a no Teutonic Saturday.

My forearms are now medium rare to medium as the afternoon sun sucks away any remaining oxygen and begins to baste unprotected flesh. Of course I should know better, so why is that first kiss of sunstroke so tempting?

Ting a ling

Toot toot

All aboard.

FUERTENEWS.COM

lights

 

The chaos arriving at you door tells us September is here.

 

Stating the obvious, I am aware, however just how aware are we with what is happening to our planet? The Boris Broadcastig Corporation tells us truth we can believe. Obviously.

Continuing conflicts in various corners of the globe, politicians fanning the flames, but why?

Initially I thought that the digital age where everyone and anyone can be a reporter would help clarity and avoid manipulation of the truth, I am no longer so sure.

Why is it that an incident on the street, any incident on any street, has passers by reaching for their mobile video phones? To TWEET? Rather than help...

What is wrong with you?

Where have the thinkers gone?

It appears that to be intelligent can attract jealousy, thus is it better we all remain dullards? Is this is herd immunity? (sic)

So many questions, no answers.

Wake me when its over..No, wait, don´t bother, I´m better of dreaming.

A Little Spark Of Crazy

 

It´s really all that is required

that little spark, like a rainbow crossing no mans land between reality and fiction, adding colour, depth, a strand of belief, swaying in the sirocco.

Maybe a short circuit, where the wrong wire was attached, blue,red brown, green did you say?

Boom.

Enough crazy for one day.

La Palma the Beautiful Island

 

Not very big indeed quite small, an explosion in the surrounding sea. La Palma has sedate temptations, sensations, streets of persuasion, but it is not Ibiza.

I share this rock with an indeterminate number of bananas and some 80,000 assorted human souls, the numbers ebb and flow with the tides of a surrounding atlantic.

As I write, we are blighted with the world wide virus, although like any we have fortunate, natural barriers against this maurading plague, thus victim numbers are thankfully low. Another tragedy, is the forest fire which, it seems, has become a biannual experience, sometimes malevolent behaviour, sometimes idiot sourced. With these two un invited guests, people lose literally everything. I considered for a moment, the plague in London followed by the great fire, which if historians are to be believed cauterised the disease..could there be a biblical link here?

Of course the U S of A has the same problems, on a grander scale, everythings bigger in land of the mmmm ...free. Or so I was told.

Hot today, and of course the breeze just the recipe to encourage the flames ever closer, the church bell clangs its warning, the police sirens call us to flee...leave everything, save yourselves.

And we may have to.

YOU KNOW

 

For cousin Fiona and other readers.

Sitting in my little office surrounded by out of date technology struggling with painfully slow processors useful only for scanning the worlds radio stations...tech moving faster than me …..although might not be difficult these days.

Confinement, self isolating and self education the excuse for staying, well just staying.

Meanwhile I was wondering how many times a broadcaster or visiting studio guest could say YOU KNOW in the short and clearly precious time window of the BBC. So I thought perhaps a little counting excercise was in order .

YOU KNOW.

But sadly dear readers arithmetic has never been my strong point YOU KNOW so thus after the divesting of socks and shoes I ran out of digits. Therefore the sum total of YOU KNOW´S (I felt the need to use the oft abandoned apostrophy) could not be calculated.

YOU KNOW

No matter, It seems literacy is no longer a requirement for English speakers

DID YOU KNOW?

NOT IN ENGLAND.

 

Was it theft of intelect? Robbing a nation of individuality and subjecting the population to soap opera misery, like a drug, which once hooked it becomes almost impossible to break free, a very subtle intelectual theft.

Sadly there are many, it seems, believe this rubbish is real, to be discussed post mortem by checkout girls with little else to occupy the cerebral vacum of once promising minds.

Consider if you will, the likliehood of a conspiracy, a brain washing technique where the Rovers Return, or is it the Nags Head, becomes pivotal to existence.

Those whom subscribe to Red Top truth are similarly sucked in, being unable to think outside the propogana machines fostered, and propogated by governments of the priveledged.

We expect it in other countries but not in England. But it does happen, you just have not noticed.

Not in England.