Doesn't time fly? Or perhaps not. It seems a lifetime ago since I wrote this old post. But it truly was just two years ago. To the day. My final day in Mexico, before returning 'home' to England. I find 'home' harder to define these days. My passport says it's to the east of the … Continue reading Two Year Itch
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No Wet Paint Please
It's not nice when you see something charming decaying. But sometimes the decay itself has a certain charm. The urge to renovate must be resisted, the tins of terracotta and blue left in Homebase. Peeling paint and weather beaten wood are so photogenic, and add atmosphere and a sense of timeless glory to the neighbourhood. … Continue reading No Wet Paint Please
Murals of Tlalpan
Despite living so close to Centro Tlalpan (map no. 42), a small town in the depths of the south of Mexico City, I've been there only once. In the evening, to watch a jazz band, years ago. I don't remember it, so I'll take her word for it. I got around to visiting today. It's … Continue reading Murals of Tlalpan
The Mexile 