4-1-14
A day of work. A lunch hour devoted to visiting a garden centre, and having lunch in a steamy, humid cafe...
5-1-14
More chores in the local town. More time together.
6-1-14
A week of joy at teaching well educated, small, innocent creatures. A reminder of the positive aspects of my own culture. Happiness, dancing, artwork, visual observations of the environment and frenzied creative activity of the children.
7-1-14
A sense of calm. A still, sunny day. Familiarity. Recognition. Local life and how things change: my High School classmates now collecting their children from school. Greetings. Rushed conversations over the School wall.
8-1-14
Another success. Talent exuding from Year 6. Gratitude and a responsive attitude.
9-1-14
Time to leave, to come back to Spain. A last, delicious lunch and a somewhat cold goodbye.
THE ENGLISH WOMAN ABROAD: TALES OF ONE GIRLS PERSONAL COLLABORATIONS,AMOROUS EXPERIENCES AND PROFESSIONAL LIFE IN BARCELONA
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jueves, 16 de enero de 2014
The other culture II
Etiquetas:
Christmas,
Family,
Fotos-Photos,
friends,
Friendship,
Lifestyle,
Living,
New Year,
Parents,
Polly Casson,
Relationships,
Society,
sociology
domingo, 12 de enero de 2014
The other culture
23-12-13
The day of the party. The first glimpses of our town.
24-12-13
The house. A sense of expectancy.
25-12-13
A day of no photos, of quiet celebrations. A late evening Christmas dinner. No make up. A dog walk in the dark. A still night. No wind. No rain. By the sea.
26-12-13
An invitation to somebody else´s home. A veritable melting pot of hilarity from the man of the house. Fire on too high. A wine glass filled to the top with his best whiskey. All for me.
27-12-13
Non descript.
28-12-13
An anxious walk with an over excited dog. The bench. He died this day 7 years ago. My mother´s exquisite words etched onto a plaque. The view over to our house.
29-12-13
More indulgent drinking. No structure to the days. Simply endless time to enjoy and partake in social interactions without a sense of guilt or blame.
30-12-13
A day of outings.
31-12-13
The day just a pretext to the evening and it´s celebrations. 20 friends. An odd meal. The company outshining the food. A sense of being surrounded by people who truly know you; the child you, the old you, the current you. No words needed. Elation.
1-1-14
The New Year.
2-1-14
The afternoon spent shopping. Then she left.
3-1-14
Domesticity...
The day of the party. The first glimpses of our town.
24-12-13
The house. A sense of expectancy.
25-12-13
A day of no photos, of quiet celebrations. A late evening Christmas dinner. No make up. A dog walk in the dark. A still night. No wind. No rain. By the sea.
26-12-13
An invitation to somebody else´s home. A veritable melting pot of hilarity from the man of the house. Fire on too high. A wine glass filled to the top with his best whiskey. All for me.
27-12-13
Non descript.
28-12-13
An anxious walk with an over excited dog. The bench. He died this day 7 years ago. My mother´s exquisite words etched onto a plaque. The view over to our house.
29-12-13
More indulgent drinking. No structure to the days. Simply endless time to enjoy and partake in social interactions without a sense of guilt or blame.
30-12-13
A day of outings.
31-12-13
The day just a pretext to the evening and it´s celebrations. 20 friends. An odd meal. The company outshining the food. A sense of being surrounded by people who truly know you; the child you, the old you, the current you. No words needed. Elation.
1-1-14
The New Year.
2-1-14
The afternoon spent shopping. Then she left.
3-1-14
Domesticity...
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