Buggerlit millenium shrimp! And other expressions far too foul even for Old Ron. I hope he’s sitting in Death’s strange garden, with the Death of Cute Kittens purring on his lap. (No, the Death of Cute Kittens isn’t in the books, only in my head. She’s inspired by the Death of Rats, of course. And yes, she has a pink velvet bow around her neck.)
I really need to finish translating the second edition of “A Breathtaking Window” into Spanish. I was working through all the minor changes from the English second edition, seeing which ones needed to go into the Spanish version (most of them). I came across a URL on my starisland.co.uk page, and decided that the best thing would be to move it over to sheilacrosby.com now, so that I could put…
This morning when I finished work I went up to the Roque itself to relax and admire the view. Helen Loth kindly agreed to take a photo of me with my book and the telescopes. While we were doing that, Carmelo the raven came to say “Hello”. Well no, he really came to…
Last night was the famous sardine’s funeral in Los Sauces. As usual, there were lots of amazing costumes: some ingenious, some cheap and cheerful, some extravagant, many humourous. It’s traditional to serve fried sardines, and very tasty they are too. One group brought along this amazing fairy tale coach. They were inviting children to have their photo taken in it. Being a…