Watch Out! There´s a Blogger About!

A Blog

A truncation of the expression - Web Log.

Is a discussion or information site published on the world wide web and consisting of discrete entries or 'posts' typically displayed in reverse chronological order.

So what makes a Blogger Blog

On 16 February 2011, there were over 156 million public Blogs in existence.

On 20 February 2014, there were around 172 million existence worldwide.

Bloggers come in all shapes shapes and sizes, from all backgrounds, classes, religions, creeds, casts and cultures, but are united by the common obsession to publicly record the events, places, times, quirks, oddity and most off all people that they encounter on life’s journey

But beware you could have one living right next door to you

Bloggers are the observers of our times and are ever on the look out for their next Blog, they are not easily recognised as they come in a myriad of disguises. The quiet gent reading in the corner appears a first glance to be fairly harmless, but as he occasionally glances up from his book he is mentally storing the information of his surrounding for future use. The engaging sophisticated lady relating humorous stories in the heart of a cocktail party does not miss the incident occurring way up on the left hand margin, and with a click and a flash the Blog is half written.

Bloggers are the social commentators of our cultures, pastimes and habitats, and the mild camera toting pensioners aimlessly wandering around the sunny resort could both be planning the next post, and it could be about you!

The camera is clue as most Bloggers seem to be quite apt at capturing an image, after all it is the images of the mind that they seem to effortlessly convert into words. And they do with aplomb;

where as you might write ..
“it was so refreshing to come in out of the sweltering heat¨”

The seasoned Blogger will touché you with...
”Inside was as cool as a lychee! Outside was as hot as a wok!

So Bloggers of the world Blog your blogs, leave no stone unturned, no beauty indescribable, no rarity unrelated and no characters unheralded, because if the extraterrestrials out the looking down on us want to understand humanity........

We´ll just send them a link to your Blog!

 

My Personal Paco de Lucia.

It was an incredibly bazaar set of circumstances that led me to the small mountain village in the contraviesa.
A liberating quest of discovery in 1980's Spain; 
The warnings of mad mountain men and murderous gipsies from a brash arrogant estate agent.
A drive through a rapturous landscape surrealistically backdropped buy a snowcapped Sierra Nevada...... and that huge sky!
The steaming hissing radiator that forced me to coast down hill, around torturous bends that led me to a dark foreboding bar, the bosom of a village and my destiny.
And Paco was there, in the bar, serenading that first encounter, filling the gloom with his strains of pure emotion. 
Paco de Lucia laid tangable bridges between myself and the warm friends that I lived amongst. We would pass chill winter evenings sharing the feelings that he gave us as he effortlessly bathed us with the sounds of his soul, he led us on a journey threw the ebbs and flows, the sharp and the soft, the complexions that make a life. In turn we would stand, wail our own contributions, and in doing so, reveal a soul of our own.
The love that these simple folk had for the man was as evident as the volume he was played at and even passing a doorway that was exuding his tones would be met with a stamp, a pose, and rhythmic clapping.
Paco de Lucia was omnipresent in the life of the village and taught me so much of the character of the people I had chosen to share time on this planet with. The depths of raw emotion that smoulder in a Spanish heart can be disconcerting to people of colder climes  but Paco felt it, lived it and expressed it.
This world has lost one of its true gems but Paco will live on wherever there is pain, love sorrow or joy.
 Hasta siempre! Amigo de mi corazon.