Malaya:
To us in Spain, this doesn't mean the name of a country possibly now
called something else, but the label to a corruption trial which has
had everything and which has ended with the jailing of more than 50
Marbella council employees. This, of course, was the bailiwick of the
late, extrovert Grand Theft Mayor, Jesús Gil. Indeed, the scams that
have now been brought to an end(?) began in his era. The star
defendant was one Sr Roca, Senior Planning Officer, who - from his
pivotal position - earned himself a tidy fortune, estimated at €90m,
in
property, classic cars, artworks and aircraft. Only 10m of this has
been recouped so far. During his tenure, Sr Roca also acquired
ranches for breeding thoroughbred horses and rearing fighting
bulls. And no one seemed to notice. Or maybe they assumed that, like
Sr Fabra in Castellón, he was very lucky with the lottery.
Which
reminds me . . . Here's the heartcooling story of the 12 guys who won
the gold medal for Spain at the 2000 Paralympics Games in
Sydney. The 'spoiler' is that 10 of these had no disability. Twelve
years on, just about everyone seems to have survived court
proceedings unscathed. Which will be a lesson to future fraudsters,
I'm sure.
Different
cultures, different religions? A Turkish TV presenter has been fired
for wearing the sort of dress that's compulsory on Spanish TV. And
which, I suspect, would be considered the equivalent of a burkha on
Italian TV.
Having
had one for 17 years, I wasn't at all surprised to read today that
Border Collies are the smartest of dogs. At the other end of the
spectrum, though, here's the thickest:-
- Shih Tzu
- Mastiff
- Beagle
- Pekingese
- Bloodhound
- Borzoi
- Chow Chow
- Bulldog
- Basenji
- Bassett Hound
- Afghan Hound
I
listed the other day all the types of beggars we're plagued with
during the summer. Well, here's how Madrid intends to deal with them,
and other nuisances. In a word, draconially. Which my spellcheck
tells me doesn't exist. Well, it does now.
Talking
of municipalities . . . It's not only Spanish mayors who line their
pockets. Here's how it's done in the UK, legally.
It's
happened again - Readership numbers doubled yesterday and quadrupled
overnight. And the only reason I can think of is that I used the
words breasts and nipples in yesterday's post. Right
now - even without the impact of the repetition of them here - we're
on course for a record 24 hours. Can things really be this simple?
Anyway, I tried yesterday to send a Welcome message to the latest
reader to become a Member of this blog. But, as before, Google put me
in a perpetual loop from which (obviously) there was no apparent
escape. So, Welcome to Francis.
Talking
of irritating social network sites . . . Facebook have come up with
the daftest yet Suggested Reading(?) site - the bloody Spanish
Ministry of Defence page!
Finally
. . . For those lucky enough to remember Tommy Cooper, here's what
someone thinks are his best 25 one-liners.
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