I have just seen my new neighbours. I said hello and the father completely ignored me. I said hello again and he still gave me the cold shoulder. His children, I presume they are his kids, said hello and smiled while the mother hid behind the door. I immediately felt they must be racists ( the parents) and then thought maybe they are just rude. Then I wondered if they are shy or perhaps deaf. We never know what people are going through. Now my imagination is telling me they are probably on the run.

The study is full of papers, notes, diaries. My life is one long unfinished short story. I found an old note in a box that said the following, which I presume were new year's resolutions of some kind....

Leave the theatre

Start teaching 

Live in Madrid

Speak Spanish

Art Heist.

People who don't speak other languages that think they know how people who speak other languages think and feel.

I've just read an article by someone called Brendan O'Neill. It felt like an essay written by an overexcited schoolboy who has just discovered Hitler.

I've just received my Tarjeta Sanitaria Europea and it was accompanied by a lovely letter from the Minister of Work, Migration, and Social Security or rather the Director General, one Maria Redondo Rincon in which she said she was very pleased to send me said card which I can use during my 'displacement' or trip abroad in the EU and added she wishes 'your grace' ( that's me) a happy stay wherever I am destined. Watch out world, here I come!

Don't talk to me about immigrants. I am an immigrant, I married an immigrant and so did my husband!

How long will they string the people along before the people start to string them up?