Category: Flocks and work animals
Sheep skull with bugs crawling in and out of its orifices
Real live caganer crapping in a field
Escapee: carcass in field with not a bureaucrat in sight
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I rather like the idea of going up the M6 one day and finding an elephant where Manchester used to be.
Zazie thinks it’s OK to waste food. I’m still figuring how to cook this: My head might have videoed it but my stomach definitely would not. Enjoy your lunch!
Off the other evening to see Chelsea-Liverpool on a big screen in a village bar in another valley. Coming down from the pass on an old walled stone track, I turn a corner and there’s a flock of goats nibbling the hedges. In the middle of the path, the cloth-capped ruddy-faced goatherd in classic caganero…
The EU says that you have to take animal carcasses found in the high mountains down to the bottom, truck them half-way across Spain to an abattoir to make sure they’re really dead, and then, to stop the vultures starving to death, you are allowed to bring them all the way back and leave them…
Apparently the four corners of a square reel used in this Huesca village in hemp yarn production represent four horses bound for France. I wonder which horses these were: those that awaited the Duke of Calabria, when he sought with three others to flee the court of King Ferdinand of Aragon, or others? (If folksy…
Transhumance is in the air, so here’s a smutty song from a commie from Zaragoza: Los pastores se van, se van, Los pastores lloran, lloran: ¡ay de mí, pobre pastora! ¿con quién follarás tú ahora? Rejigged: The shepherds are going, they’re going again, The shepherds are weeping, they’re wailing this strain: “Alas, alack, oh Phyllis…
Sorry, but this is not big news where I am this week, and the upstairs/downstairs arrangement is normal too. I used to play in a band with someone who lived with his elderly parents and a dozen pigs and cows in a one-storey Saxon loshoes in a German border swamp. From the rich sounds that…
… where the little boys are playing Monster Truck Trials and searching for “pictures of sheep farms” and “sheep in abundance” and such. Tralala!
When I went out this morning onto the Rambla del Raval, a man was standing up on the boom of the 40 metre crane overlooking Calle San Rafael. He gesticulated and shouted at the firemen in the crane cabin and then wandered out to smoke a cigarette at the 35 metre end. Under the shadow…
I imagine news of the Slovenian bear that has gone urseshit in greater Germany will do nothing to calm the nerves of Pyreneans re Slovenian bear releases here. Do remind me to send you a copy of that rivers of sheep immigration speech I made a while ago.
Great tunes, great doggerel, small simians