At last, it seems that winter has finished. Here in Andalusia it is never really Spring until the dread day when the students in your class, be they High School or University students, become totally unmanageable and the class is given over to youtube videos, games or simply telling them silly stories. Obviously such external factors in no way affect we professionals who labour under the onerous task of teaching them!
I of course do not indulge in such silliness. The fact that I have fun classes - if my students want them or not - does not mean that in the back of my mind professional foresight is not at work. Perish the thought that I too am affected by such sap-rising factors as the weather and temperature!
April, as my uncle TS would say, is definitely the cruellest month. Seville's April Fair falls, naturally enough, in April - except next year when it is in May and gives me a huge holiday two weeks after Easter. But I digress. There is a saying in Spanish - No te quites el sayo hasta el 40 de mayo which in English is: cast not a clout till May is out. This is also true of motorcycle clouts.
I have been happily casting clouts for the past few weeks, but now it is the turn of my biking clouts to be washed and prepped in preparation for the motorbiking season. Such preparations are not however the only ones needed. My [t]rusty old steed needs a thorough overhaul after the recent winter rains that filled the petrol tank with water - and yet still it fired up!!!
Luckily, after the donkey-work of removing and cleaning the easy bits, my son, a fully-qualified mechanic of high-performance bikes, will do the rest and resuscitate my zombie-bike in time for my April excursions far and wide as I escape, briefly, the purgatory that is Seville for more pleasant places and, dare I say it, less obnoxious people.