Those of you with a memory longer than those interesting socks your boss is wearing this morning may remember that I pointed out in May that Rafael Ramos, La Vanguardia’s correspondent in London, appeared to be semi-literate, prone to invention, and a plagiarist. When I complained to the paper’s ombudsman, Josep Maria Casasús, he emailed…
I met this bloke at around nine last Sunday morning as I was cycling along the old road from Manresa to Calaf on my way to the Aragonese Pyrenees. As you probably won’t be able to discern from this appalling photo–it was raining and I was quite surprised–he was brown and dishevelled, accompanied by a…