Weekend in Seville / by Simon Mooney

Elderly Sevillians are very stylish and deceptively strong so it was no surprise when a shoeshine merchant told me my brogues were a disgrace. I tried to explain I'd been walking for miles but my Spanish is worse than my polish(ing). On my travels I saw beautiful light, wonderful typography, all kinds of street art, dogs in shoes, football with oranges, lightning-fast lizards and the most leisurely police chase ever.

The illegal balloon merchant visibly deflated as his goods were confiscated but he perked up as he shouted a warning to an unsuspecting colleague approaching down an alley. He promptly took off in the opposite direction at a helium-restricted 3 mph.

It pays to be discreet when your pictures make a man with a gun look silly.