Yay! I got Photoshop and basic anti-spyware installed. I finally collected a parcel from the post office this morning that’s been there since the morning I went into the Caldera. )I tried to collect it on Saturday, but they were shut. Grrr.) I collected a whole lamb from the butchers (special offer – and they cut it up, thank goodness) and shared it out between us and some friends. The…
Well the printer/scanner now works properly. And we’ve got Mozilla Firefox going (must try to recover the old bookmarks) and Open Office. But so far I can’t find out how to have a different header for the first page of a document, which is rather important for fiction submissions. Tomorrow I hope to re-install Photoshop.
Easter isn´t a big thing for our family. Normally I order Easter eggs over the internet, but I should have been doing that while I was rushing to get ready for the Caldera trip. Luckily I managed to find a chocolate bunny for my son. And as usual, we decorated boiled eggs with coloured pencils. Then Helen, Theresa and Norma all came to lunch. Norma and Helen worked on Ruido,…
My computer troubles continue, so I’ve done very little writing or photo editing (although the house is quite a bit cleaner, at least.) It’s been getting me down, but this morning I got out to photograph the Good Friday procession from the church of San Francisco in Santa Cruz de la Palma. Doing something creative lifted my mood dramatically. (More photos at A Small Rock in the Atlantic) Even better,…
It’s Holy Week, and in this Catholic country, a lot of people take it very seriously. The bigger churches hold processions, which look very exotic to my English eyes. It’s not so that they take the obviously-heavy statues along the street. It’s the costumes. They remind me of the KLu Klux Klan. This is unfair, because the costumes concerned are far older than the KKK. They ensure anonimity, but it’s…
If you’re very fit, you can see the Caldera national park on a one-day hike. But it’s 27 km of rough going, (from the Los Brecitos viewpoint, via the campsite, to the Barranco de las Angustias) and I wouldn’t dare try it myself these days. The alternative is to spend a night or two at the campsite in the centre of the park, right by the river. This makes it…