Winter Oranges

When we came to live in Barcelona in 1991, gulp, 23 years ago, I got my first job teaching in a small, friendly, well-established language school just below Diagonal, near El Corte Ingles and the tall Caixa building and bronze sculpture. I had 11 very happy years there, before we moved to Brazil. I'll always remember going for coffees to the restaurant Bugui's on Diagonal and getting that lovely feeling of living in a foreign land where oranges came from trees. I can still taste the excitement and foreign-ness when I see oranges on trees at this time of year.