|Eladio, Oli and I in Montrondo on our walk on Maunday Thursday|
|The magnolia tree in Primrose Hill|
|Suzy and I on Primrose Hill last Sunday morning|
|Suzy by the bar at The Queen's pub in Primrose Hill last Sunday|
|Sunday roast at The Queen's pub in Primrose Hill|
|The mad hatter's tea party in Camden last Sunday|
|Dinner at Suzy's house on my last night - left to right, Vicky, Suzy and Anita|
|The historic meeting in Cuba this week|
|The fatal bus crash in Spain last Sunday|
|Suzy leaving the house on Monday morning to start her new job with Bare Biology|
|Anita helping me close my overweight and over stuffed suitcase last Monday morning|
|Lobster and crayfish salad at Gatwick airport last Monday|
|Live entertainment on board the Easy Jet flight from London whilst waiting hours for take off.|
|Terror at Brussels airport|
|Needs no footnote|
|On my walk on Tuesday morning|
|I was so happy to see Pippa again on Wednesday|
We had breakfast together as we always do here, then Oli, Miguel and I ventured out to the village, making our way to Los Palacios for a coffee at Adela’s. From there we could hear the jingle from the fish van that brings fresh fish once a week to the village. You see there is not one bar or shop in Montrondo as there are so few villagers and food is supplied “on wheels” so to say.
|The fish van in Montrondo|
|Buying fish with Olivia on Thursday in Montrondo|
|The bread van in Montrondo - in the picture from right to left: José Antonio, Salo, Pili and Yoli.|
|A romantic picture of Eladio and I by the river in Montrondo on Maunday Thursday|
|Miguel and Oli by the river on our walk on Thursday|
|Dinner at home on Thursday night|
|David Cameron the British PM and his wife chose Lanzarote as their Easter holiday destination this year. Must be good publicity for the island.|
Good Friday came and as tradition dictates, we had hot cross buns for breakfast, the ones I had brought from England. Eladio remarked that I am very traditional with these things and I suppose he is right.
That morning Dolores, Miguel, Oli, Pippa and I drove to Villablino; the nearest town from here, about 25 minutes away. We were going to the weekly market. Everything else would be closed. In Spain Easter or Semana Santa as they call it here, is taken very seriously. There are processions in most big towns; some are very famous like the ones in Seville or Zamora and are now apparently tourist attractions.
But there were no processions in Villablino, just the weekly market. Dolores, who comes often, took us straight to a stall which sells local walnuts, delicious breads, cakes and pies. Here we both bought a local meat and vegetable pie which Eladio and I would have for dinner. It was delicious. In the photo below are Oli with Pippa and Dolores who bought many more things than I did.
|Dolores, Oli and Pippa at Dolores' favourite stall at the market in Villablino|
|At the dog friendly bar in Villablino on Good Friday|
It was a cloudy day on Friday in contrast to Wednesday and Thursday and rained on and off; gone the sun I'm afraid. Eladio's family came round for tea and coffee with biscuits, the ones I had bought in Brussels and which Norah didn't manage to eat and the ones from my visit to London. It's always nice to see all 6 brothers and sisters together with their mother and I wish I had taken a picture of them. I only have this one which I took from the stairs whilst they were not looking and it's not very good I'm afraid.
|The family having tea and coffee at our house on Friday afternoon|
When everyone had gone it was raining lightly and getting dark but we hadn't had our walk that day, so Eladio, Dolores, the dogs and I went off to Murias and back. We only saw one person, Eulogio, an elderly man who is from Montrondo but lives in Murias and does that walk twice a day to keep fit. We came back to our warm house; Eladio lit the fire and it was the perfect moment to make apple crumble with the "reineta" apples I had bought from Jelo's van.
At Easter in Spain the television channels always put on religious old films, such as Ben Hur or The 10 commandments. We are always a sucker for these and last night after dinner enjoyed bits of the latter. I have seen it many times and love Charlton Heston as Moses and Yul Brynner as the Pharoe (the brother he was brought up with) but once again I only saw a part of it as I fell asleep after the the bit about the plagues in Egypt.
Easter Saturday was our last day in Montrondo. I had a bad headache and woke up at 4, then 5 and finally got up at 6.30. Thankfully my first coffee of the day and a painkiller kept it at bay. I spent the morning on household tasks including changing sheets, washing and ironing and cleaning bathrooms (hate the latter) but there was also time for coffee with my sisters-in-law Pili and Adela, Eladio and their Mother who was knitting squares for a woolen quilt. My household tasks also included making lunch and yesterday I made lentil stew with potatoes, chorizo, carrots, onion, garlic and the greener part of leek. This is what it looked like.
|The lentil stew I made for lunch on Easter Saturday|
|View of the village on our last walk yesterday to Murias via the old path.|
|Eladio on our walk on Saturday|
We left Montrondo at about 5.30 with Toño and Dolores and both dogs and stopped just once on the way. During the trip we discussed hotel plans for our stay in Málaga at the end of September for Pili's daughter Paula's wedding. We booked 2 rooms at the Malaga Golf Parador on the coast which looks a lovely location, just 11km from the centre of the city. I prefer to stay there than in town as Málaga itself doesn't have much to offer, unlike other Andalusian towns such as Córdoba, Seville or Granada. That will be something to look forward to indeed.
We were home by 9.30 p.m. to find everything in order. Zena was home looking after my father and I asked him if he had been well looked after. His answer couldn't have pleased me more when he said "she is very attentive".
Last night the clocks went forward to summer time. At 2 a.m. it would be 3 a.m. which would rob us of an hour on Sunday. On the bright side we shall have longer lighter evenings, something I love.
And today is Sunday, Easter Day and we shall be celebrating it with the family. Oli and Miguel are driving now from Gijon and we shall all have lunch together, including some of the mini chocolate eggs I got at Waitrose. Unfortunately I don't have any big Easter eggs as there were none at Gatwick airport and any bought before leaving would have got crushed in my suitcase.
So wishing you all a Happy Easter, I shall sign off now and get on with the day which will start with my walk, an hour later than usual of course.
Next week I'm off to Marrakech but of course you will read all about that next Sunday.
All the best for now,