Belinda Beckett (Columnist)
With the summer season over, some may be upset others may rejoice. Here are the reasons why Spain is the gift that keeps on giving.
SUMMERTIME and the livin’ ain’t easy, to misquote Ella Fitzgerald. It’s that point in the year when we jaded residents mutter the expletive, ‘tourists!' and go to ground, only emerging for the weekly Mercadona shop....
Barcelona is beginning to look like London during the other Great Gin Craze of the early 18th century
Rather fewer would be able to tell you he sailed from Palos de la Frontera, across the estuary from Huelva city, where three perfect replicas of his famous galleons - the Pinta, the Nina and the Santa Maria - bob anachronistically at anchor in a pretty palm-fringed bay
But there’s worse news for anyone called Dick, Herbert or Wally – you could grow up to become the spitting image of your name
I’ve been trying to get my head around the concept since I first read about it
If you thought Spain held the monopoly on high days and holidays you’d be wrong
Everything’s been ‘Halloweenised’ and Guy Fawkes is pumpkin pie
Beware of the ‘IKEA effect’
The Spanish are much more equipped at keeping their cool when it is hot
So Santa’s job is safe for another year and the jingle of sleigh bells won’t be drowned out by the whir of rotor blades this festive season