5 January 2022: Success x 2; Macron’s gamble; Spanish reaction; Are you a liberal?; & Cats

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Night’s candles are burnt out, and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops

Spanish life is not always likeable but it is compellingly loveable
Christopher Howse: ‘A Pilgrim in Spain’

Cosas de España/Galiza  

Well, I finally got some better quality masks this morning.

And another success  . . . My 2 quid (temporary) fix of broken hydraulic struts for my singularly heavy boot(trunk) lid. Just when here and in Santander on Saturday I need to have it open for quite some time, as I pack the boot with 4 folks’ stuff.

María returns to the Spanish fray . . . Public Health Abandoned.  Not so very different from the UK.


Reading about the presidential election there has forced me to wonder whether it’s not a bad thing that the UK head of state is an hereditary – but powerless – monarch.  Better than divisive elections, a la Trump and Biden. A lucky historical accident?

Says a French columnist: Macron’s bid for EU domination is unravelling fast. He’s staked his re-election on France’s European role, but at home and Brussels his gambit is already failing.

There seem to be some inconsistent Covid rules there as well: The French can drink sitting down in cafés but not standing up. And they can go to bars but not dance there, etc.

The EU

Like Germany and Austria, Spain is unhappy with France’s proposal to designate gas and nuclear energy ‘green’. Given the world’s energy needs, some would see this as common sense realism. If the world’s not to develop backwards. As it were. 

How can the EU hope to arrive at an agreed energy strategy when the Axis is split in two? France will build 6 next-generation small nuclear plants to maintain it’s cheap and abundant electricity supply, while, in contrast, Germany has just decommissioned 6 working nuclear plants. Never Never land?

The Way of the World 

What sort of liberal are you?

Finally . . .

No one can accuse me of being a cat lover, though I have briefly owned a couple and tolerated 2 more but I have to say that my daughter’s cat seems to be good for absolutely nothing. Exists merely to move food from one orifice to another. Here she is contemplating her navel. Or a child gate too high to surmount:-

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