In Sevilla we heard, live on stage, in a modern, airy, wood-panelled auditorium, the fabulous flamenco guitarist Paco Jarana: a
Back, then, from Paternoster, and back to Spain: Ronda, to be precise. Retracing our steps for the next couple of
The moon above the last row of cottages – Paternoster, Cape West Coast
I wrote in a previous post about fulfilling a long-standing wish of my mother’s, to visit the little fishing village
Olvera and the surrounding countryside – a view over the rooftops and from the streets below….
The Moorish Keep in Olvera, Andalucia stands on a high promontory across the way from the Iglesia de la Encarnacion.
Olvera, one of the ‘white towns‘ or pueblos blancos of Andalucia, is dominated, as you will have seen in my
We drove up the steep hill into Olvera, one of the ‘white towns‘ or pueblos blancos of Andalucia; parked, climbed
We took the road via Setenil from Ronda before joining up with the A384 en route to Granada. The back
My mother turned 87 on Monday. When my dad died, ten years ago, even though she had never been there,
As with the other pueblos blancos we visited, Ronda, with its cobbled narrow streets, its whitewashed walls, its tiled roofs,