I do the odd commercial voiceover, and generally enjoy the experience, but distrust cameras, so this is an extremely rare outing. My struggles to articulate are due not so much to linguistic or cognitive difficulties (the whole thing was, inevitably, way beyond me) as to facial muscles paralysed by a bitterly cold, force 5, mid-January tramontane. My favourite bit was when the evangelical gypsy lent me his staff of authority:
Edmund: Don’t forget your stick, Lieutenant.
George: Oh no, sir — wouldn’t want to face a machine gun without this!
Rather more jolly footage from another jaunt will be along shortly.
- Early 20th century photographs of European gypsies
Arthur Thesleff seems to have burnt most film further east, but there’s a nice snap of some early Andalusians.
- Home schooling in Spain
God knows there are reasons enough to want to do it: school failure rates, currently 30% and rising; the lack of
- Dog meets dog
I love it when dog owners go on about racial purity: Gammel Dansk Honselhund The origin of this race goes back to around
- Gypsy madonna, madonna gypsy
Who’s copying who?
- Within the rose
After the Friday night show I was talking to several empresarial gents about taking something along similar lines into districts and