
What Britain misunderstands about Argentina and Las Malvinas
Last week, I met my friend Becky for coffee in Buenos Aires. Becky lives on Las Malvinas and, unsurprisingly, calls them ‘the Falklands’. I never do, of course. After nearly ten years in Argentina, I have learned to discuss this particular subject in something closer to a stage whisper. Hearing the ‘F’ word spoken at […]











































