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Weekly letters by Jeremy Quinton
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It's 5.47pm where we're going…10.47pm where we've come from. The plane's higher than Everest, and oustide the temperature's at minus fifty…
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Alf & Deidrie fell in teenage love. “Love is blind� so they say, and Alf & Deidrie certainly couldn't have seen what was coming. They also say that love makes the world go around. Whether it was love or lust that they fell into, the world was certainly changing…
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Think of “old clothes�, and what do you think of ?
I've recently been looking at old photos and have noticed the clothes I used to wear. I knew that I was never fashionable...but I had forgotten how unfashionable I was!
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Pensad en “ropa vieja�, ¿qué es lo que os viene a
la cabeza?
Últimamente he estado echando un vistazo a fotos
antiguas y me he fijado (¡ay!) en la ropa que solÃa
llevar. Esto me ha hecho recordar que el “sentido
de la moda� y la “combinación de colores� son sin
duda conceptos que no se estudiaban en mi
escuela. Sé que nunca fui a la última… ¡pero me
habÃa olvidado de lo poco “a la modaâ€? que solÃa ir!
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Monday. Late for work. In the office, in a hurry.
The phone hasn't stopped r-i-n-g-ing. The mobile goes off too. A cold caller. The number of e-mails to read is big. Uncomfortably big! Bigger than Señora Beckham's shopping list, and agh!...the monthly project meeting has been changed from Friday to Tuesday. Now it won't be possible to send in those restaurant receipts to the accounts department.
And the coffee machine still hasn't been repaired!
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Lunes. Llego tarde al trabajo. Ya en la oficina, todo son prisas. El teléfono no para de sonar. El móvil, tampoco. La lista de mensajes de correo electrónico pendientes por leer es más larga que la lista de la compra de la señora Beckham. A ver si logro pasar los recibos del viaje a la feria de Frankfurt al departamento de contabilidad. Y, ¿cuándo diablos van a arreglar la máquina de café?
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Uru lived on a volcanic island in the middle of a vast ocean…in a village surrounded by soft, undulating hills. From Uru's house, it was possible to see the colours of the different trees & flowers that covered much of the island, like a magic blanket.
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Uru vivÃa en una isla volcánica en medio del océano… en un pueblo rodeado de suaves y ondulantes colinas. Desde la casa de Uru se podÃan ver los colores de los diferentes árboles y flores que cubrÃan la mayor parte de la isla, como una capa mágica.
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Fancy a pint in The Red Lion? How about in The Elephant and Castle? There are around 60,000 public houses, or pubs, in the United Kingdom. Very often they have traditional names, which can seem very unusual. How about The Fox and Hounds or The Queen's Head?
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What makes you laugh? Not everyone in Britain enjoys (or understands!) Monty Python or Mr Bean. I'm sure that not everyone in the USA is a big fan of Married with Children or Frasier. What about the Spanish? What gets you laughing?
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No todo el mundo en Gran Bretaña disfruta con los Monty Python o Mr Bean (¡ni los entiende!). Seguro que no todo el mundo en Estados Unidos es un gran fan de Matrimonio con Hijos o Frasier. ¿Qué me decÃs de los Españoles? ¿Qué os hace reÃr?
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The first society I joined at university would teach me how to endlessly throw and catch things: the juggling society.
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From The Island of the Sun, you can see the Andes mountains that skirt La Paz on their way up and down South America.
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Desde un lado de La Isla de Sol se ven Los Andes que suben y bajan por todo el continente, y por el otro, al horizonte, la orilla peruviana del Lago Titicaca.
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Big Brother is a reality in Britain. They know where you are. They know what you're doing. They know what you're looking at on the Internet. And that's just your employer…
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Finally Christmas has ended! Well, in Britain anyway. Please don't misunderstand me - I love Christmas, but I'm always happy when it's over. You see, in Britain, it all starts far too early...
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The train stopped, the door opened, I got off… and there he was, waiting for the next one…
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El tren paró, la puerta se abrió, salÃ… y allà estaba él, esperando al siguiente…
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Playas de arena blanca, montañas y música majestuosa. Tres cosas que probablemente no asociamos con Gran Bretaña. En este artÃculo os quiero presentar un paÃs que muchas veces pasamos por alto cuando hablamos de Gran Bretaña: se denomina Cymru en su idioma. Gales en español.
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White-sand beaches, mountains and majestic music. Three things that not many people probably associate with Britain. In this article I'd like to introduce you to a country that's often overlooked when we talk about Britain. In their own language, Cymru. In English, Wales.