A poster from near the University area of Orihuela from yesterday. I took a small cooked English breakfast in the Washington bar, 4E and 1E for a second coffee. Various people come in, many because they can have a fag in the covered terrace.
Monthly archives: March 2012
day 6
To Oriejehula or however it is spelled [Orihuela]. My father suggests it because it is an attractive old Spanish town.
day 5
On a walk to get air this morning I see a goldfinch in a cage outside a house near my father’s. It was agitated: With my father we speak about the plans that were announced for emergency evacuation of the British from Spain.
day 4
There are many places where the small terraces that make up the Calle have been individually improved. Some have added steps, some another floor, some roof gardens, some even extend into the lane itself.