We have a tiny alarm clock, fashioned in Japan, which tinkles at the allotted hour at such a pitch that it can only be heard by local dogs and Mrs. Monkey. I might be falling into the arms of some olive-skinned beauty or wrestling a cream cake in the shape of a giant sausage from… Continue reading How to see the future ……
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The race for The White House – tales of love and loss.
So, it’s Polling Day again, nearly anyway. Don’t it come around quickly ! I’ve managed to avoid most of the campaigning news, apart from the headlines, and probably won’t get worked up about who wins or loses, though I do have a preference. I’m saddened and worn down by the realisation that through the last… Continue reading The race for The White House – tales of love and loss.
A dark night in Havana……
Back in Havana we checked into the Hotel Nacional, the pre-Revolution rendezvous for mobsters and movie stars meeting to share the spoils of Batista’s playground. The hotel throng was swelled by a film crew so we opted for “eating out” . The Concierge was a busy, patient man. We asked for restaurant recommendations and he… Continue reading A dark night in Havana……
Green island….and flitting blue shadows…
We arrived in Havana and hailed a cab. That was easy enough and we soon found ourselves weaving through the early evening streets dodging overloaded trucks, motor bikes and pedestrians alike. Potholes the size of craters punctuated the road like full stops. I guess you get used to it. A leisurely fill-up at a station… Continue reading Green island….and flitting blue shadows…
How about Havana, “Hutch” ?………..
..............or "Hello Mr.Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason." Rene Ruiz and his trio with a female vocalist: "Chan Chan" - (click and scroll) 🙂 The arrival of the New Year has occasioned us to sift through some old photographs for inclusion on our new super-whizzo digital photo frame. There are some chestnuts amongst… Continue reading How about Havana, “Hutch” ?………..
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