“Is there anywhere to swim?”? I had wondered the same thing, but I was too shy to ask. Surely, I wouldn’t have to spend a month in southern Spain, complete with 30 degrees heat, without a lake or a pool or somewhere to cool down? “Well, there’s a kind of pond,” answered the organiser, “but that’s where the pigs swim.” I was attending the first zoom meeting for a Fellowship called The Break, an EU-funded...
