A day spent indoors has always felt like something of a defeat to me. So in these days of lock down you might imagine that I feel somewhat, well, defeated. Since we live smack in the center of our city we no longer have the luxury of outdoor spaces; there are only beaches that we…
So I’ve been plugging along on this book off and on for a year or so now, interrupted by hospital stays, lethargy, and life in general. I’m now on chapter 9 or something like that, but I thought I’d share a bit I wrote some time ago. I’ve already shared Chapter One and Chapter Two,…
Well, I realized it’s been quite some time since I posted Chapter 1, so here’s Chapter 2. Hope you enjoy, and feel free to critique! END of CHAPTER 1: So at the end of the week I packed a few bags, my fishing pole, a selection of books. I locked the front door of the…
So I have a million reasons (excuses, really) for not having written in the blog for a long while. The kids were home for the summer, and between roughly 8 am and 9 pm I was with them. After they’d go to bed, I’d be knackered and have no energy left to write. Susan’s surgery…
You don’t go to the Ebro Delta for the beaches, although miles of sandy spits stretch out from the mouth of this massive river. You don’t go there for the historic towns and quaint villages, because there are none. Frankly, the towns of the delta, with their concrete cubes and modern holiday developments, seem rather…
The following is an explicit exposé of the dark, duplicitous underworld of reality television, a tell-all tale of the manipulation of facts, timelines, motivations. It’s pretty stygian stuff, so hold on to your seat. In case you didn’t know, we were on the popular HGTV program “House Hunters International.” Also in case you didn’t know, the…
That’s right, our new program is going to be airing Thursday, February 12, and you’re all invited to see us in action. In the series, I play a hard-hitting yet soft-spoken former alpaca breeder-turned-private detective, who goes deep undercover to foil a ring of villainous optometrists bent on world domination. Their dastardly plan is to give people…
The Benasque Valley, in the Spanish Pyrenees is, in a word, charming. It’s also picturesque. And gorgeous. Oh, and it has soaring peaks and waterfalls, tiny stone hamlets, abundant wildlife, dozens of alpine lakes, a smallish but excellent ski area, outstanding restaurants, stunning hiking trails, and good infrastructure. In a word, charming. The Esera River sluices through the…
On the twisting road that rises from the plains below to the ridges and plateaus of the Prades Mountains we pull over, in part to admire the steep green river valleys and the limestone cliffs curling away into the distance, but mostly to let our oldest son decorate the roadside scrub with the contents of…
Holy smokaronies! Looked at the date today and realized the deadline for the photo contest is tomorrow! Kind of snuck up on me in the midst of filming a television show, having a birthday, and the general back-to-school hubbubulous brouhaha. So. Since I’m not ready for this, and since I’d like to have some more…
Field Notes From Fatherhood 