I almost forgot to tell you! A couple of days ago I spent some time with my most-admired 84-year-old maternal grandfather, Luis, and the very first thing he said to me was (translated, of course): “Do you remember that you once told me you wanted to write my life? I’ve been thinking about that lately, and, well, would you still be willing to write my life if I told it?”
“Yes!” I shouted, of course. And so we’re now waiting for our schedules to coincide (he’s a very busy man). The plan is for me to (video)tape several interviews of him about his life, give them some form, and produce a booklet out of my notes. It sounds most challenging and fun. If all goes well, you’ll soon be able to read here how it came to be that a lice once saved my grandfather’s vision (true story).
How Vanessa-Mae-ish of me!