A long time ago I had a conversation with someone who was considering to be a man-of-letters. The person was meeting the difficult subject heads on. ‘It would be nice to write poetry‘, he ...
…protected by nothing except bikinis made of leopard skin and boots (it is almost mid-November, after all). Her gaze was inviting, and her dark locks flowed freely down her shoulders, entwining ...
Poetry is a case of the loser winning. And the genuine poet chooses to lose, even if he has to go so far as to die, in order to win. … Thus, if one absolutely wishes to speak of the commitment o...
The poems in this presentation have already appeared on this blog, but I assembled them in a different format, to move closer to my long-sought goal. The poems are in three languages, all translations...
A friend of mine shared this video clip with us before jetting off to Ibiza in summer. I have been hooked since, even though I can only recognise certain words in Spanish (corazon de vagabundo sounds ...
Pratically hours after I briefly talked about saving the planet with the help of Social Media at the monthly Social Media Cafe, the UK-wide campaign to cut down emissions by 10% by 2010 has set off an...
I cannot complain about the number of lovely presents I have received, but to have an app dedicated by Tate Britain on Twitter is very different, so many thanks for such a wonderful surprise. Admitted...
A Kinky Boot, originally uploaded by loscuadernosdejulia. I took this photo in Oldham in 2007. I’ve not been back since, although hopefully I go soon. It’s approximately 30-mins bus ride f...
I know I’ve not written anything about Roman Polanski’s arrest on this blog – but I have written an article. As always, I allow myself to do what the legal system of some countries e...
Diwali in Trafalgar, originally uploaded by loscuadernosdejulia. Back in April 2004 I travelled to London for the first time in my life. And then I went again at the turn of October and November in 20...