Living in a city as beautiful as Seville, it’s easy to become complacent. With characteristics alarmingly similar to a Sevillano’s, displaying that inward-looking attitude that so disturbs me, I have actually started to believe this is the most wondrous city…
I’ve written before about how my blog doesn’t fit neatly into any one category: it’s a weird amalgam of mummy blog, expat blog and travel blog, because that’s what I am: an English journalist with two children living in Seville,…
Spring is here in Seville – which means warm days, mild evenings, the smell of orange blossom, and a succession of large-scale events revolving around passion, death and debauchery. Many people will be watching the Semana Santa processions over the…
I’m not that active in the mummy blogging sphere, although there are a few Spanish or travel-themed ones which I read regularly. So when I saw that fellow ex-Londoner, adoptive-Andalucian Bibsey Mama had tagged me in a meme, under her section heading…
Just a quickie, a few observations on the delights of bringing up bilingual kids. My kids (aged 4.5 and 2) both speak English and Spanish. My son (4.5) can switch fairly easily between the two (he speaks English to me,…