My
Dutch friend, Peter, tells me that, whatever happens, Fabra de
Castellón won't be going to gaol. This is because he's over 70 and
Spain doesn't commit old folk to prison. But I wonder if this would
apply in the case of a mass murderer. Incidentally, the court didn't
convict Fabra for bribery and influence-selling, even though there
had been huge cash payments into his account both by
himself and his wife and he couldn't/wouldn't account for this. As
they say in Private Eye - Something wrong, surely. Are the Spanish
courts simply institutionally unable to deal with the eye-watering levels of
corruption revealed over the last 4 or 5 years?
At
the other end of the income scale - When I came here 13 years ago,
one word I had to get my head round was mileurista. There's no
single word in English but it means someone who's earning only
€1,000 a month, gross. Since then the number hasn't changed,
despite Spain's high inflation of the boom years driving down its
purchasing power. Worse, from what I read now, it seems that €1,000
has been driven down to 800 or even less. And that €1,000 is now
regarded not as rock bottom but as a pretty decent salary. This can
surely only be if you're still living (free) with your parents or if
everyone in the house is on this salary. Which won't, of course, be
the case when you've just been evicted by the bank for not paying a
mortgage you can no longer afford.
Meanwhile,
the governing classes have fared rather better, with MP's salaries
rising, senior managers giving themselves a 7% increase last year and
all sorts of tricks being played by bankers to increase their
salaries and pensions before they retire or are made redundant. I wonder what the Spanish is for "We're all in this together", as David Cameron asininely claimed a year or two back.
But, anyway . . . Chester
is a north western English city I know well. It's a pretty place,
at least in the old centre but, even so, I was surprised to read that
Americans had voted it the 5th prettiest city in the world, ahead of
Rome, Paris and - would you believe - Venice. The cities in front of
Chester were Dubrovnik, Innsbruck, Bergen and, the winner, Riga. Not
having been to any of these, I can't comment, beyond saying I'm sure they're
all fine places. More here.
Yesterday
I mentioned the inclusion of "Seville Guard" in the Daily
Telegraph, instead of "Civil Guard". Today's howler, in
the article on Chester, was this gem: "The
town’s racecourse is Britain’s oldest sporting venue in continual
use. The first hordes
race took place . . ." This was presumably when England was
simultaneously invaded by the Huns and Goths, all eager to get to
Chester first.
Finally
. . . I learned years ago, when employing youngsters, that
punctuation was a dying art in the UK. It's hardly
taught at all now, which explains why almost no one understands the
proper use of 'it's' and 'its'. God knows we all make accidental
slips from time to time but is it really so hard to remember that
'it's' only ever means 'it is' and is not a possessive pronoun? I
guess I should now define 'possessive' and 'pronoun' for most of the
current generation (assuming any of them are reading this) but
there's a limit.
Finally,
finally: A bit more from Betrand Russell's autobiography, written
when he was in his 70s:-
Although
I was deeply in love, I felt no conscious desire for any physical
relations. Indeed, I felt that my love had been desecrated when one
night I had a sexual dream, in which it took a less ethereal form.
Gradually, however, nature took charge of this matter.
Letter
to Alys: If thee hears from Edith Thomas, thee will send me her
letter, won't thee?
I
remember my mother-in-law explaining that she had been taught to
consider the Lord's Prayer "gay". At first this remark
caused bewilderment, but she explained that everything done by
non-Quakers but not by Quakers was called "gay" and this
included the use of all fixed formulas, since prayer ought to be
inspired by the Holy Spirit. The Lord's Prayer, being a fixed
formula, was therefore "gay".
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