IN my so far rather colourful journalistic career, I've had the opportunity to interview the good – Rik Mayall was as brilliantly funny as...
I HAVE a confession to make. Again. I fell a little bit out of love with Spain in February. Maybe it is a growing...
It even snowed on the beach in Barcelona and I’m surprised that Carles Puigdemont didn’t blame that as some sort of underhand tactic by Madrid, ‘freezing out’ an independent Catalunya.
Perhaps a more conventional 50-year-old would have celebrated the event with a discreet gathering.
It’s the first month of 2018 and that cracking and dull thudding sound that you hear all around you is the unmistakable noise of people’s New Year resolutions breaking and hitting the ground.
It really is a case of pouring an extra strong cup of coffee, lining up a selection of Christmas classics and sitting back and enjoying the show.
If you are an autonomo, you will also know that is the time that you have to get in any monies owed before Christmas.
Perhaps it is the fact that, when I’m running down the Spanish Top Ten on my breakfast show, I can recognize only about three of the artists – and wonder where the vowels went with the rest of them (The Weeknd, SZA etc.).
IT was a usual autumn afternoon and I was casually cruising through the San Pedro tunnel. OK so I was not actually cruising but...
I AM currently writing this article on my last day at the villa in the Marbella Hill Club, directly under the air conditioning unit,...
I WAS back in the UK last month for the British Grand Prix. Regular readers of my witterings will know that one of the great...
Giles Brown on the fallout from the Banus champagne spray party that saw revelers run down by a 4x4 and the subsequent police chase
What you call a ‘possible terrorist attack’ we call ‘late Sunday afternoon shenanigans’
I'm writing this column from an office overlooking the Med and just popped my head out of the window to see if the Armada had just sailed past
I used to get showered with all sorts of freebies and goodie bags
When I moved to Spain, however, I abandoned the idea of ever seeing snow on my birthday. Until this year.
I will have to admit that with a CV like mine, Godfather does seem an unlikely role for me but I can only assume that Ozzy Osbourne was busy biting the heads of bats that day, and so at some point in the early 90s the parents chose me
But as I hurtle towards my 50th I look around at my peers and am struck by the sobering realisation that they are either “happily married” while I'm back in the Single Market