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| Lunch at home with José Antonio and Dolores on Saturday |
Good morning
my friends,
It’s Sunday
again and time to write this week’s post.
It has been very hot but a quiet week, at least on the home front.
On Monday I
fasted as usual, enjoying a meagre bowl of porridge mostly made with water for
breakfast with Olivia who, once again was going to be very busy with her new
programme “Aquí en Madrid”. That day she was to report on the visit of the
President of Mexico to Spain which seemed to be the main news in Spain that
day. She was home earlier than last
week, at 9.30p.m rather than 10.30p.m which meant we were able to have dinner
together.
On Tuesday I
had a date I couldn’t miss. My friend
Sergi López-Egea, a sports journalist for the Catalán daily paper El Periodico
de Cataluña, had just published his memoirs of the Tour of France called “Cuentos
del Tour de Francia” (Tales of the Tour of France) and our mutual friend, the
Spanish cycling legend Pedro Delgado, was to be presenting it at a bookshop in
the centre of town called “La Central”. My friendship with both men goes back a
long way, to the days when Motorola had a cycling team and we have been friends
since, even though I have become much more distanced to the sport. I saw lots of familiar faces and thoroughly
enjoyed the event. Well done Sergi; a
great book you have just written.
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| Sergi and Pedro at the former's presentation of his book about his memoirs of the Tour of France |
In the evening
we watched Olivia again on TV, this time reporting on a criminal called “Rafita”
who had killed a young girl, Sandra Palo, some time ago. Not a nice story I can tell you. Once again Oli was back “early” and I made
pancakes for dinner, something we haven’t had for years.
Wednesday last
week will be remembered for massive taxi strikes in Madrid and other cities in
Europe. They were protesting against “Uber”
an American company that has designed an application which connects passengers
with private drivers of vehicles for hire and ridesharing services. If people didn’t know what Uber was that day,
they certainly do now. It’s ironic but
the taxi protest only served to create free publicity for the car sharing
app.
It was the
main news that day and Olivia was sent to Madrid airport to report on the
story.
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| Olivia reporting on the taxi strike on Wednesday |
That afternoon
a huge thunderstorm gathered in the skies of Madrid serving to cool the
atmosphere. It was amazing how within
less than an hour the temperature plummeted from about 30ºc to 18ºc.
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| The thunderstorm on Wednesday |
While it
rained we sheltered under the awning by the terrace in the swimming pool. The dogs joined us and I just had to take
this photo of Elsa showing her love to Eladio.
Isn’t it a great photo?
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| True love Elsa and Eladio |
Whilst it
rained I hoped the water would do some good to our plum tree. This year’s harvest looks like being a
record, that is, if the birds don’t manage to eat all the kilos and kilos of
greengages on its branches.
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| Our plum tree with kilos and kilos of greengages on its branches |
Thursday was
my second and last fasting day of the week. That day Olivia reported on the
most important Spanish sommelier contest called the “Golden Nose competition”
(Nariz de Oro 2014). For someone who
knows practically nothing about wine, I think she did quite well, hahaha.
Thursday was
also the start of the World Cup which is taking place in Brazil amongst much
scandal about infrastructure not being ready and protests about the expense it
has caused. The host country team played Croatia in the inaugural match that
night and won which wasn’t surprising.
However it really did seem that the referee was on Brazil’s side who
were awarded a controversial penalty just towards the end of the game. Reading the stories in the press later it
really made me think that sometimes the outcome of teams is political and
depends more on the referee than on actual play.
Friday was
Friday 13th, a supposedly unlucky day at least in England. The equivalent in Spain is actually Tuesday
13th. It was a very hot day
again but I still managed to get in my two walks during the day, thanking the
lord for our swimming pool at home to be able to cool off afterwards. It was on our early morning walk that we
learned the good family news announced to us by Juan our nephew, Eladio’s
godson and youngest son to José Antonio (Eladio’s next brother down) and his
wife Dolores. And here it is: Juan and his partner Cristina will be parents
at Christmas bringing a new member into the Freijo family. Yeah, José Antonio and Dolores are going to
be grandparents. I am so pleased for them all.
Congratulations all round dear family.
I know what it is like to be a parent of course, but have no idea about
being a grandparent and can only imagine it is nearly as exciting. I wonder when or if I will ever be a
grandmother. I sincerely hope so although there are no signs indicating it will
be anytime soon. Both girls are busy with their careers at the moment.
That afternoon
Olivia’s main job was to describe to the spectators the route the new King and
Queen of Spain will take in their open top vintage car after their proclamation
here next week in Parliament. You may be
interested to know that Spanish Kings and Queens are not crowned. Olivia did her job on the top of an open
double decker city tour bus through the streets of Madrid with her hair blowing
in the wind. Oli, who is not very
familiar with the streets of the centre, had to learn their names and the route
off by heart! Here she is on top of the
bus with her microphone and reporting live on the royal route.
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| Olivia reporting live on Friday from the top of a city tour bus on the royal route after the new King and Queen's proclamation to the Spanish throne. |
That night
Eladio, my Father and I gathered in the lounge where we had dinner watching
Spain’s first world cup match against Holland.
I can only imagine nearly all Spaniards doing the same all over the
country, happy to support “La Roja” as the team is called here. It was ironic that their first opponent
should be the team they beat in the final in South Africa 4 years ago. The whole country was more or less certain
the Spanish squad would win again, but oh my God that didn’t happen. The Dutch thrashed us 5-1 in the most crushing
way possible. It was sweet revenge for
them but absolute humiliation for Spain.
When the score was 2-1 to Holland I just decided to go to bed. I could
hardly believe on Saturday morning that the final score was 5 goals to 1
against Spain.
Saturday was
another scorcher. I went on my first walk relatively early but even so came
home sweating and longing for the pool.
The water from the thunderstorm combined with the hot sun probably
caused our hydrangeas to grow much higher than usual. I love these flowers which we have at the
entrance to the kitchen and can see when we are having our meals outdoors.
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| Our beautiful hydrangeas |
José Antonio
and Dolores were coming for lunch and would be spending the rest of the day
with us. So we were able to congratulate
them on their up and coming grand- parent status. They are delighted of course and surprised
too, just as we were. We had a family
lunch together and Olivia joined us too.
Fátima took this photo of us all around the table enjoying her Moroccan
chicken together. Olivia left us before
we had finished lunch as she was off to Madrid to meet the BBC correspondent
here and then she was going to her first “baby shower” for her ex colleague
Natalia who will be giving birth to Enrique at the end of next month. Baby showers (parties where women friends
take presents for the Mother and baby) are not common here and have been
imported from the US I think but it sounds like a lovely idea. I wish there had been baby showers in my day.
When she left
we commented that the rest of our children were far away. Their eldest son Miguel was travelling from
Cuba to Lima from where he would be going to Bolivia and their daughter Sara
had just arrived in Vancouver for a two week holiday in Canada. Suzy of course is in London as you know. She doesn’t post many photos of herself but I
grabbed this one of her from Facebook with her Italian flat mate Stefania
having lunch somewhere in the city yesterday.
It’s a happy photo and I’m glad I have at least one of Suzy for this
week’s post.
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| Suzy (right with sunglasses) and Stefania in London on Saturday |
The four of us
spent the afternoon in the coolest place in the garden, under the leafy
chestnut trees by the pool. Whilst there
we kept receiving photos from Eladio and José Antonio’s sister Pili. They were of the building of our house in
Montrondo. It’s amazing, the builders
only started on 20th May and in under one month they have taken down
nearly all the walls from the inside, made the ground
floor waterproof (a huge task), laid cement on the ground floor, uncovered the original
stone wall on the front of the house and finally yesterday removed the roof
where they will be adding a third floor to the house. This is what it looks
like now.
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| Work in progress on our house in Montrondo |
We all had a
swim, except for Dolores and even Elsa tried to join in when she saw Eladio in
the pool. She’s a Labrador and normally
they take to water like ducks, but Elsa is slightly afraid of the water. Thus she will only go in if practically forced
or if you throw her play rope in which I’m afraid I couldn’t find
yesterday. In any case here is a lovely
photo of her and Eladio in the pool.
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| Eladio coaxing Elsa into the pool yesterday |
At about 7pm
we went for our walk. It was still very
hot but thankfully there was a bit of a breeze which made it quite
enjoyable. We came home to dinner made
by Fátima; Moroccan meat and vegetable pies which we thought were delicious.
This morning
is Sunday and I was up early as usual. I
was eager to find out how England had done against Italy in their inaugural
match. We weren’t able to watch it as it
didn’t start until midnight our time last night. It was a bad start for the Brits too who lost
1-2 to Italy. So now I have no team to
bet on for the rest of the World Cup. I
can only hope that Spain will win the rest of the matches and be beaten only in
the first match which is what happened in 2010 when they were surprisingly
beaten by Switzerland. Cross your
fingers, although I think any success will need much more than that.
It will be
another scorcher today and I look forward to swimming this afternoon and
sitting by the pool with Eladio and the dogs and enjoying my new book Ordinary
Thunderstorms by William Boyd.
This next week
will be busy with preparations for our summer party. There are only 3 weeks to go or less and I
now have the obstacle of a change of location.
I always feel this event will catch up on me but in the end it always
works out. So let’s hope it will be the
same this year.
Meanwhile I
wish you all a great week. See you next Sunday,
Cheers Masha
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