Stonehenge in Madrid; The Wall; and a Drowning Dog

  Our mate Mike wanted to celebrate his fortieth at Roger Waters’ “The Wall” but the British gigs were sold out, so we piled off from Ynystawe to Madrid in March. It was cold and rainy, while Swansea basked in an unseasonably warm and dry Spring. We spent two days being culture vultures, doing ElContinue reading “Stonehenge in Madrid; The Wall; and a Drowning Dog”