I am a donkey. I live with my donkey son Morris and my donkey friend Matilde (who has a daughter Aitana who is a bit of a silly horse) on a donkey farm called El Parral in the mountains near Benidorm, the capital of Spain. We have a Peasant who looks after us: he brings our food, sweeps up, does odd jobs, and helps put on our Santa hats for the annual Christmas photo (as we can't put them on ourselves.) Once every eight years I bray. The other donkeys bray too often: if you don't have anything new to say, I can't see the point.
Rubí writes her Rubí Tuesday blogue The clocks went back on Sunday. We don’t have a clock. The Peasant always tells us when the clocks have gone forward or back, and we simply look at each other and shrug. All we know is breakfast gets earlier or later. Who needs clocks? Morris told us yesterday that the … More Matilde says we’re in a permacrisis
Rubí writes her Rubí Tuesday blogue One of the portant things about being a life coach is tough love. In other words being rood to your client because you know better than he does. And so it was with the Peasant today. I watched him on Twitter yesterday, traipsing around Benidorm with a lettuce in … More We’ve eaten Liz Truss and the Peasant is grounded
The classic European cycling tours this summer have been great to watch, mainly because a new generation of young bike riders have come through and they have brought unpredictability into the equation. Gone are the days when companies run by billionaires could open their wallets and throw an eye-watering amount of sponsorship at a cycle … More When everything is ‘iconic’ nothing is iconic
Happy Feast of the Assumption, 15th August 2022 from Matilde and Rubí… …Morris and Aitana …and our Peasant Solemnidad de la Asunción de la bienaventurada Virgen María, Madre de nuestro Dios y Señor Jesucristo, que, acabado el curso de su vida en la tierra, fue elevada en cuerpo y alma a la gloria de los … More Feliz fiesta de Santa María
The Rubí Tuesday blogue The Tour de France finished on Sunday evening so we had to wait nearly an hour for our feed. The Peasant turned up in his cycling clothing. He had been lounging in front of the TV all day drinking beer and watching the bike race on Eurosport. “Oh well,” he announced, … More The end of the summer
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