@bethlemmuseum (of the mind) where, among many other interesting things, there’s an interactive exhibit on the many English words and phrases for madness. ´Bedlam’ (one such word) is itself a corruption of ‘Bethlem’, the name of the venerable mental hospital.
My latest From Our Own Correspondent piece for the BBC, on wandering Basque poets with their own giggling teenage fan clubs (sort of): https://t.co/WdRCJ6ls2X
Doorknockers in recent days, as I wfh:
- someone selling «fresh» fish (a peculiarly recurrent offering, given lack of evident streams, oceans etc nearby)
- a youth asking for money to keep him «off drugs and crime»
- a pair offering Bible study classes
What next?
Last came to the Lisbon district of Alfama 20 years ago, when it was all cats on strings, old ladies in black grilling shoals of sardines and holes in the wall serving delicious three course feasts for about 10 euros. I wasn’t the only one to discover the place.
Just finished the 12-day Fisherman’s Trail in Portugal, along the stirringly beautiful Atlantic coast. Now about to get on a bus and have to leave behind the staff I’d adopted (as is my wont) on the path. Became – literally – attached to it and hope someone else does, too.
Venice is drowning – in tourists. It’s the first city in the world to introduce an entry ticket to control numbers, but what do embattled locals make of the measure? Very glad that my latest BBC From Our Own Correspondent piece has aired: https://t.co/Qn6KuNQfSx
@BBCFooC