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Foreign Thoughts

The Manana Prospect

Forget the footie, let's have a fiest!

My trouble with bouyancy

The Bird man of El Cotillo

Kite surfing - another form of madness?

Beach Life

A week in my dental life

Surfbum v Bugs!

The man with the middle aged smile

Con La Misma Sangre

Jive Bunny's Birthday bash

Near Death Experience #22

El Cotillo, the good, the bad and the unattractive

 Sculptures in the Sand

Near death experience #76

Mirror, Signal, Manoeuvre

Fuerte Musica 2007

Day was Arriving

Cheap Shots

Twilight Sparkle

Life without Pockets

A strange tale of seagoing dogs

El Cotillo Fiesta

Another Fiesta and Oh..let the football begin…

Life as the letter S

Can I get Sir something a little more …anodyne?

Collecting Politeness



 

Living the preterite….

 

Come into my office…. take a seat, mind the sand.

I alluded recently on these pages to living as the letter “S”…. should that be “S” for surf bum, scary or seriously off his head?

Well dear readership, I was munching on some grammar the other day, and as usual finding it difficult to swallow. But it was a piece of past tense which became so stuck in my gullet that breathing problems appeared on my minds eye horizon, with an expression of perplexity on the countenance of my tutor…that was before she started waving her arms about…Eeennneeeesss as she calls me…bless her.

Not good amigos, not good at all.

Thus the problem must be tackled head on…. just how can I get my mind around this adopted idiom in such a way that communication attempts are rewarded with more than the postman’s titter…or a rolling of Spanish eyes from vecinos whom remain just out of conversation’s reach?

There can only be one way, we are going to attempt living in the past.

Imagine, you are walking along the beach in Cotillo, away to your left, peripheral vision makes you aware of the Scottish guy with his 600mm of fun…..(what is he photographing today, something in Gran Canaria?) But more disconcertingly, the figure some paces ahead seems vaguely, then very familiar, all the bumps and bits, and oooohhh and how I wish they would tuck that label in…but wait a minute…it’s a little too recognisable….is it, it can’t be? It is …..you in the preterite….where you were a little earlier…..now that is scary stuff.

Everything around you that is happening, has already happened, but just how long ago? And is it still ongoing, imperfect???

Commensurate with this time zone, we all must adopt conversation in the past, so with luck and a few correct tenses, we will get my professora of her anti-depressants.

Deal?

Are you ready, or rather were you ready, maybe that should be, we were ready….yesterday???

But what’s that I’ve just spotted? Oh no, I think it could be the future!

See / saw / will see ?! ……Ya………….

Go carefully out there,


Surf Bum
Donald Innes is a writer and photographer, see more of his pictures on
http://donaldinnesross-aplaceforinnes.blogspot.com If you are interested in buying any of his pictures just call him on 662 529580