"Mr Tate went to the swing and picked up his hat. It was lying beside Atticus. Mr Tate pushed back his hair and put his hat on.   ...

I made it to the weekend again. Pah ... what's the use of it, nothing is ever going to happen. Fine, yes, fine, you are right ... then y...

Did I mention in one of my last posts that I would be going to the airport? Of course I did, it was the post about the French bread with the...

And the Oscar goes to ... How am I supposed to know. After all I have probably seen only two of the films that have anything to do with thi...

It's time already ... time that we pull down our tents, travel on and pitch them up somewhere else. Hey, not so fast, gringo! We are n...