|The 2008 Russian film, The Admiral, was right up my street.|
|Disgusting British hooligans at the UEFA Euro Cup|
|Lunch last Sunday - a Sunday roast with all the trimmings|
|Pruning the roses last Sunday. Spot Pippa!|
|Luc, Sam and Ruby on their visit to our house in November 2011. I can't wait to see them again but oh how they will have grown.|
|The Pulse nightclub in Orlando where the tragic shooting took place|
|The elements of the new look for our bedroom|
|"La Roja", the Spanish national team won their opening match against the Czech Republic in the Uefa Euro Cup|
|Oli with Pippa on our Monday evening walk - it was so warm|
|The pool beginning to be filled on Tuesday morning. It would take 70.000 litres to fill and we dread the water bill|
|Elsa our Lab and Norah our beagle having their siesta on Tuesday afternoon|
|Our bedroom got revamped this week|
|Nokia Girls lunch on Thursday this week. From left to right: María Jesús, Susana, Zenaida, me, Juana, Jill and Marta|
|My Oysho shopping - I seemed to love everything I saw hahaha|
|Jo Cox outside her boat house on the Thames. So sorry for her, her family and friends and for British politics.|
|Montrondo couldn't be greener at this time of year|
|Eladio watching Spain thrash Turkey in the Uefa Euro Cup on Friday night in Montrondo (bit blurred sorry).|
|The table laid for dinner on Friday night for Julio and Fátima's arrival|
I slept badly that night as I have a lingering cough from the cold I caught at Lucía's wedding. As usual I was up early, this time at 07.15 and Pippa and I got up together. We woke up to rain unfortunately.
Yesterday morning after breakfast it was time to show our friends the village but first we had to leave the bread bag outside the gate for when the van came later.
|The bread bag outside our gate|
Our first stop was to buy eggs from Ulpiano at his home farm where his wife Serafina went to collect them from where their hens had just laid them. We always take our visitors there because it's such a special place; like time has not passed and a symbol of how Montrondo used to be.
|Buying eggs at Ulpiano's place yesterday|
|In the church in Montrondo|
We needed the walk as lunch yesterday was "cocido madrileño" made especially for Julio who loves this dish as do we all.
|"Cocido" for lunch yesterday|
We had the walk to ourselves and nature was at its most exuberant.
|The view of the village on our way up the mountains|
|Julio, Fátima and Eladio walking up the mountain yesterday|
My fitbit told me later that yesterday we walked over 18km. For the records we got as far as "la fuente de la canalina" quite far up. I think we rather tired our friends who looked exhausted when we returned to the village at around 8.30 p.m. It was still light of course.
|Eladio drinking the delicious mountain water at the "fuente de la canalina" the way he did when he was a little boy on his trips up the mountain as a shepherd leading the goats or cows. None of us could imitate him.|
I had promised my friends after the long and hard walk up the steep path in the mountains that their effort would be compensated with the most typical dinner in Montrondo: egg and chips. The latter would be from Ulpiano's produce of course.
Frying chips is easy but making 8 perfect fried eggs is always tricky. Luckily they turned out right. I have to admit last week I had watched Masterchef where they gave a master class on how to make the perfect fried egg and I had picked up some of the tips. This is what the dish looked like and it tasted even better. There is something about the mountain air here that enhances your appetite and also makes everything taste better.
|Egg and chips last night for dinner; one of the best meals in the world.|
Our "sobremesa" (the time spent around a table after a meal and a Spanish word that has no translation) went on until 12.30 and the conversation was more like a debate about religion between my husband who is both a theologian and philosopher and my friend Julio, an engineer who has two other degrees. The debate became rather tense and I was tired. We didn't get to bed until 1 in the morning. I had a bad night coughing again non stop. Eladio brought me a mug of boiling water with lemon and honey at about 2 in the morning which did the trick and this morning I am feeling full of beans once again. My energy seems boundless even though I am the age I am (59 ;.().
Today our friends will be leaving at midday but we intend to stay until the afternoon and enjoy what looks like is going to be a glorious sunny day. I wish we could stay until tomorrow at least but work calls as on Monday morning I have an early morning meeting at the office.
Now I have come to the end of my tales of this week and it is time to make breakfast for us all as my husband and friends are still asleep. Next week promises to be warm in Madrid and no doubt we shall be taking the first plunge of the season. I will tell you what else the new week will bring in next Sunday's post.
Meanwhile I wish you all the best. Happy Sunday everyone and cheers until next time,