On the 7th of July every year my thoughts turn to 1988 in Pamplona and the running of the bulls, the Festival of San Fermin. Even back then we had the moral debate as to whether we should go because it was a great party, or not go because it was cruelty to animals. Being [...]
Holy Toledo alright – all I can see around me are rows of steel knife blades, glinting in the light – am I going to need Batman to save me? Happily no, I am in a shop, a shop proudly displaying the centuries old tradition of superb steel blade-work, originating centuries ago with swords and [...]