Si tu me dices ven lo dejo todo…

Just finished this amazing book by Albert Espinosa

‘If you tell me to come I will leave everything, but tell me to come’

The first book I have ever read in Spanish.

And now one of my favourite books ever.

It is about a boy /man (it keeps changing in time) who is a detective, finding lost children. There are so many little pearls of wisdom, it is so quirky and sad and sweet and relevant.

And it is dedicated to ‘everyone who continues to be different and fights against those who want us all to be the same’


Spain versus Portugal

In Spain

People bustle

their voices chittering in consistent rising patterns

and tight Zara trousers hug pert bums

 Noone wears the same pair of socks twice

Not even the crusties in the park.

In Portugal

 there is no bustling

But a slow, quiet trail of a snail snaking over cobbled streets

And people take time to say a sentence and to answer your question fully

In Portugal

Vegetarianism isnt sneered at

But the words enterprise and innovation have been gently removed from peoples mouths

And the whole country, modestly sinking, its golden and green goods so hidden away

That nobody will remember to save it

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