To Where I Am Now

Wednesday 12th November 2025

I’ve become ‘crazy lamp man’. I find it hard to leave a reasonably priced, moody lamp behind, and in Madrid I was fighting to do just that. The Rastro was closing and Charlie and Marie Carmen and I were heading to a place to get some lunch when we walked past a stall that had a red lamp (I like a red lamp). I only glanced at it but the stall holder held it up towards me and shouted 50 Euros. I said no, he tried to convince me, I was walking away when he said 45 Euros, I still said no - 40 Euros, no. He asked me how much I would pay. I said 20. He said 35…no, I was walking away…30 Euros…no….25…ok I’ll take the damn thing.