#ThursdayDoors #Tanka ‘Come inside’ #Haiku ‘Open Doors’

#Tanka Come Inside

Stop, please come inside

and see, the treasures I’ve kept

just for you to see.

Some are carefully hidden,

Surprises await inside.


I love wandering around the streets of new, and known, towns and cities. I always look out for doors for this challenge!

And because I’m a curious and creative writer, I always wonder what’s beyond an open door…

#Haiku Open Doors

wandering the streets

peeking behind open doors

looking for treasures


I took the first three photos in Cordoba and the last two in Reinosa, both cities are in Spain.

Do pop over to Norm’s Blog, #ThursdayDoors host, to join in or to check out other fabulous doors from around the world!

Hope you’re having a fabulous Thursday!



Five Secrets I’d like to Share

I was tagged by fellow-blogger and author Roberta Pearce several days ago to post five things about myself that people might not know.

Well, if you don’t know it means it’s a secret, and if it’s a secret, I shouldn’t really be telling you, but since I can’t resist Roberta’s persuasive talents, I’ll have to comply…

1- My feet have given me many tough moments in life. When I was a child, I was taller than the rest, and had bigger feet then the rest of the girls my age, so I had a really hard time finding suitable shoes my size, children’s size. Everyone told me it would be alright when I got older, but it wasn’t, my feet kept growing, and growing, and by age thirteen, I was size 41. A couple of years later, it happened. My foot grew again. I am size 42 (I think that’s 11 US and 8 UK). Fortunately, they stopped growing. It was agony finding shoes. imagine a teenager looking for something cool in the outsize shoe department. I hated buying shoes. It caused me such trauma 😦 Of course it’s easier now, as there seem to be more people with my ‘problem’, and online shopping has made it much easier! Now I actually enjoy buying shoes:)


The last pair of shoes I bought. Online. By Pitillos. Spanish leather shoes. Price: under 60 Euros. Value: Priceless. Size 42.

2- I’ve been using henna to colour my hair since 1992. I say this because many people think I’m a real red-head. Well, I’m not. I have to remind myself sometimes. I had curly blond hair as a child, which soon turned chestnut. The trouble with henna is it’s a bit messy and time consuming. I have to make a creamy mixture with the powder, some olive oil, and hot water, which I then apply to my hair with gloves, and leave it on for over an hour.

It’s an ancient ritual, which I love taking part in. Henna is a small tree which grows in northern Africa and has been used as a cosmetic die for 6,000 years.

Red or hennad became popular with the Pre-Raphaelite artists of England in the 1800s. The painting on my header, Lilith, by Dante Gabriel Rossetti  is just one example. The French Impressionists further popularized the association of henna-dyed hair and young bohemian women.

The trouble with henna is it’s a bit messy and time-consuming. I have to make a creamy mixture with the powder, some olive oil, and hot water, which I then apply to my hair with gloves, and leave it on for over an hour. However, I think it’s worth it, because I’ve never used chemical dyes on my hair.



Red hair 55th birthday!


Chestnut hair, 21st birthday!

3- I never drink red wine or spirits. I only drink beer or white wine occasionally. I’m not too fussy, I like local white Spanish wines, My favourite white wine is Rueda, which is made with ‘verdejo’ grapes, grown in Castille (north-west of Spain), near the cities of Valladolid, Segovia and Ávila. Marqués de Riscal is my favourite. I also like French Chardonnay or Sauvignon, and I have tried California white wine, when  was in the US, and thought it was quite nice, too. I’ve also tried white wines from Chile, South Africa, and Australia, although I haven’t been there yet.

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Marqués de Riscal grapes


4-  My favourite food is ‘cocochas’ or cod cheeks cooked in an earthenware casserole, made with olive oil, fried garlic, parsley, and making sure it is well-stirred, and slowly cooked. It also goes very well with white wine.



5- I’ve always wanted to write the ‘autobiography’ of Catherine of Aragon, wife of Henry VIII, and the daughter of the Spanish Queen, Isabel of Castille and Ferdinand of Aragon. I’m fascinated by this little girl who grew up in the splendour of her parents’ court in sunny Granada, and at the age of 15, she was sent to ‘cold and wet’ Wales to marry a sick child, Prince Arthur, who died shortly after her arrival, and then she was a virtual prisoner of Henry VII until his death, when she was finally allowed to marry Arthur’s brother, Henry VIII. Unable to bear a healthy male heir, she was eventually rejected, divorced, and imprisoned, in favour of Anne Boleyn, much like the madwoman in the attic… I will write it one day… By the way, she is said to have been a redhead!

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Catherine of Aragon at 11 by John of Flanders.


Catherine’s mother. Isabel of Castille.


I feel relieved after telling you my five secrets, but don’t worry, I’m still a mystery, there are still plenty more secrets I’m saving for the future…

Who’d lke to tell me 5 secrets? It’s up to you! Let me know in the comments so I don’t miss out!

Memories, Light the Corners of my Mind…

I’d like to tell you all about a new activity I’ll be taking part in on my Blog, namely Lisa Reiter’s Bite Size Memoir Challenge, which she hosts on her Blog: Lisa Reiter, Sharing the Story.

The ‘Bite Size Memoir’ is a weekly record of memories based on a prompt proposed by Lisa.

There are two types of entries:

  • Ten ‘I remember’ statements, or
  • 150 words, in either a paragraph or a poem.

The deadline is every Thursday 2pm (BST)
Lisa will compile responses and share them on another post a week later.


I think it’s a wonderful idea. It reminds me of the unforgettable film ‘The Way we Were’ and Barbara Striesand’s song:
Memories, light the corners of my mind…

In fact, memories take over reality, and as a famous Spanish author of the ‘Generation of 98′, Ramón del Valle Inclán, reminds us:

‘Nada es como es, sino como se recuerda’.
Loosely translated as: ‘Nothing is as it is, but as it is remembered’.

Once an event has occurred, and therefore belongs to the past, it has no real entity except through the way in which it is (re)interpreted from a present perspective. Sadly, another chimera. The present is such an ephemerons concept, that our perception is like a feather in the wind, each day it will fly to in a new corner of our memory…

Hence our minds reinterpret the past recreating new ever-changing memories which will make up new realities. That is the real challenge of this ‘blog challenge’: to run after a memory, trap it, and fix it in our minds by translating it into a few words, which will be make it permanent, for a while…

At least that’s what I’ll be trying to do as I take part in this weekly challenge. Would you like to join us? Please contact Lisa.