The trip to the bakery for bread (pan) is still part of the daily ritual in Chelva, as it probably is in most of Spain. It provides at least three things simultaneously - cheap nutrition, employment (Chelva has 5 bakeries), and sociability, gregariousness. Life pulses in and out of the shops in the morning, none of it especially easy, but fluid and fluent, creating the beauty of ordinary daily life. A meal without bread is almost unthinkable, as in 'como, you don't have bread?'
Brexit no deal panic feels much like the Y2K bug - more induced than real. I wish with all my heart that the UK wasn't undertaking this act of national humiliation in the name of an imagined past. But today I said to myself 'there are bigger prizes than stopping Brexit'. The Guardian and the Observer came out yesterday in favour of a binary referendum (Chequers or stay in). Even if this was an acceptable scheme for a ballot, which it isn't, it's far too late in the day to be possible to hold a meaningful referendum. The Guardian posts up a picture of Saddiq Kahn, which means this is, as ever, part of the proxy war against Corbyn.
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