Hello form Gandia, again!


I made it here from Barcelona in two days, a new record! I’m going to stay for a few days because they have really good three star hotel food here in the place for the homeless. I’ll get fat! And then I shall go and take Alicante by storm. Hide your women and children for …

A Day in Gandia II…


I´m sitting on a park bench reminiscing about times gone by. In front of me on the ground are loads of broken seed-shells of what they call Pipas here. People eat them by the bagload, nibbling them one by one, after having divested them of their shells with two deft little bites. I´ve never been …

A Day in Gandia…


This should have been posted long ago, but I did not have the money nor the time. I´m sitting in front of the Borgia church, as it is Sunday and the lottery office where I was begging earlier is closed. I made a friend yesterday, a Spaniard called Vicente, who is depressed over a broken …

Does The End Justify The Means?


I´m happy, because I have a problem, two actually. I have found that when there is a complete lack of problems, life gets boring. And I´ve been known to go to great lengths to avoid boredom, just for the heck of it. What the Chinese consider a curse, namely: “May you live in interesting times!”, …

To Whom It May Concern:


I was forced(literally) to leave Fuengirola yesterday and am now in Granada, still alive and kicking, surprisingly. I can not give any further info. If anybody in Fuengirola reads this, please inform my friends that I am alright. There are not a lot of acquaintances left here that I know. I therefore plan to travel …

From the Birthplace of the Borgia!


There is one more thing I want to tell you about when Paqui was in a coma and then I shall let her rest in peace. It is something that I wish I could forget, but which is indelibly etched on my brain for evermore. I told you she had septicemia in the brain. I …

Valencia, After Paqui II


I remember some more things about Paqui´s last days. If I repeat myself, do forgive me, but I don´t want to reread all I´ve written already, because then I might get stuck again (too painful). My little gypsy Princess had slipped into a coma and the doctor took me aside and warned me that he …