Sunday, April 06, 2014

A busy week, an inaugural flight, sunshine in Stockholm, chutney for the Pope, a hit and run episode in Spain, Suzy has visitors in London and bought a bike as well as other stories.

Sunday 6th April 2014
Suzy on her new bike yesterday, happy as a sandgirl in London
Hi again,

Wow it’s Sunday again and the week has flown past.  It was definitely the busiest week of the year so far and quite action packed; just how I like it.

Monday, my fasting day, started off quietly.  Eladio bathed the dogs whilst I worked quietly from my desk on the ground floor. In the photo below you will observe Norah our beagle worriedly watching my husband bathe Elsa our Labrador.  It’s amazing how close these two dogs are and how Norah became Elsa’s surrogate mother.
Eladio washed the dogs last Monday
On my morning walk, once again I came across the flock of sheep which now seems to frequent the fields we go past.  I snapped a shot of a ram and the shepherd dog came running towards me aggressively which made me put some speed in my heels and regret the action.
The flock of sheep on my walk
It was during the walk I got a request to attend an urgent meeting later that afternoon to prepare the management team presentation for an illustrious visitor.  You see the next day was 1st April and the mark of the beginning of the organization change in our mother company.  On that very day the new boss of the Europe region, my boss’ new boss was coming to visit Yoigo.  So off I went to join the meeting which would last till quite late in the evening.  As I drove home in deep traffic I realized just how lucky I am to be able to work from home and not face the traffic daily commuters have to on a daily basis.  Spaniards may start work later than their European counterparts but they sure do work much later hours, many of them not getting home till past 9pm.

That night Barcelona was playing Spain’s top of the “Liga” team, Atlético de Madrid, at the Nou Camp in the first leg of the Champions League quarter final.  The result was a 1-1 draw which seems to be the norm recently when these two teams meet.  However it was a good result for the Madrid team as the aggregate will put them in a good position when they meet again next week.

Tuesday was 1st April and of course April Fools’ Day which I sort of missed out on this year.  I was up at 5.45 to be in the office by 8.30 when our meetings were to start.  As the traffic can be so bad I left the house early, only to arrive at Yoigo at 07.30.  It was still dark and the lovely colour changing neon light of the Yoigo logo was lit up. I caught the orange one as you can see in the photo below.

Thus I caught up with my emails quietly from the cafeteria before it even opened only to be the first in the queue for coffee when it did. My main focus of work that day was the issue of a press release to announce that Yoigo now has 4G coverage in all Spanish capital cities (nice eh?) and in 220 towns, most of them with over 70k inhabitants. I’m still gleeful that Telefónica, the biggest operator in Spain, is roaming on our 4G network when we are the smallest network operator in the country. 

I spent the whole morning in the office with the management team giving an overview of the company to the new head of Europe.  Funnily enough he is a Finn and worked for 27 years with Nokia before joining TeliaSonera.  So we had something in common as I too worked for Nokia as most of you know. 

The highlight of his visit was a staff meeting which are called Yoigo Mornings at the company.  Getting the staff to ask questions is always a challenge but we managed at least 3 after which there was “a mingle” with food and drinks as befitted the occasion.
A moment during the Yoigo Morning on Tuesday 
We had lunch out and took our visitor to El Filandón, a lovely place near the office. I really must take Eladio there one day.

It was no joke that night when Real Madrid beat Borussia Dortmund 3-0 at the Bernabeu in their fixture of the first leg of the Champions League quarter final but we couldn’t watch it on TV as the match was only available on pay per viewL. I well remember being at the Champions League matches when I worked for Motorola and we sponsored the Champions League.  Those were such fun days!

On Wednesday I was up early again although not as early as on Tuesday.  I was off to Stockholm from the newly baptized “Madrid “Adolfo Suárez” Barajas Airport” and had been lucky to get a seat on the only direct flight there run by Iberia.  I only realized when I was on board that I was on the inaugural flight.  We were offered chocolates and champagne for the occasion!  I was excited to learn that finally there was a direct available flight from Madrid to Stockholm but disappointed to hear that it only runs on Wednesdays and Saturdays.  The direct flight takes only 3.15h whereas when you have to fly through another airport it takes about 7 hours and is a very long haul.  When I arrived at Arlanda airport, the flight leaving for Madrid, the flight we had come on, was festive too with lots of red balloons and I was happy to see a familiar face, my ex colleague Claes, who was taking that very flight.  We hugged and laughed at the coincidence.  Nice to see you Claes, bet you got champagne and chocolates too!

I was happy to see sunshine in Stockholm.  In fact the sun shone throughout my visit making the Scandinavian capital more attractive than ever.  It was quite chilly though for me and I regretted not having brought my gloves.  The Swedes behaved as if it was midsummer, some of them not even bothering with a coat! I took a taxi to my destination, the delightful little island of Skeppsholmen (“skepps” is shipbuilding I think and “holmen” means islet or little island).  I have worked for a Swedish company for nearly 8 years but have never bothered to learn the language, something I think I should have done when I joined Yoigo.  Maybe I will, you never know, it could be one of my biggest new objectives. I kept looking at words whilst I was there this week and realized I recognized many of them or could at least guess what they meant. 
Skeppsholmen Island  - to the right and smaller is Kastellholmen and in front is Djurgarden
Skeppsholmen is a small island just off the town centre and easily reached by crossing a wooden bridge with golden royal crowns and is about a 10 minute walk from the Grand Hotel.  I checked into my home away from home in Stockholm at the Hotel of the same name as the Island where I always try to stay.  I love staying there because of the location which permits me to go on long walks to the city and back but also because the hotel which I think was an old prison or army barracks is a wonderful place to be.  It’s very Scandinavian with wooden floors and simple decoration but very homely too.
Skeppsholmen Hotel
As soon as I had checked in, unpacked and connected to internet (like breathing for me, hahaha), I set off on the wonderful walk along the Baltic Sea with views of Gamla Stan (the heart of the old town), past the Grand Hotel and through a beautiful park on my way to the shops.  There were many signs of spring but also flowers everywhere and I kept stopping to take pictures. I particularly love the flower arrangement outside the hotel.
Flowers outside my hotel
I was heading to Galerian (shopping centre) to see my favourite shops Lindex, Vero Moda and Kappahl. These are brands you don’t see in Spain, they are quite low cost and the style is very Scandinavian (lots of cotton, blue, white and striped garments). Here I had a field day.  Once back at the hotel I spread my purchases out on the bed and took a photo.  You will notice I am mad about stripes!!
The clothes I bought in Stockholm at Lindex and Kappahl
The clothes are both for me and Olivia as we seem to have a similar taste. They are not for Suzy though who prefers a different style.  I promised her I would buy her some new clothes when she comes for her 30th birthday at the end of this month.  Can’t wait darling!

Dinner was alone at the hotel dining room, but not completely alone as I whatsapped with Suzy, my eldest daughter who lives in London, throughout my dinner.  This was the dining room, not a good picture, but you get the feel right?
The dining room at the hotel
As usual I had my favourite dish there and in Sweden, the shrimps on toast which is called “skagen”.  Dessert turned out to be the “pièce de résistance”: toffee tart with raspberry sorbet.  Wonderful eh?
My delicious dessert at the hotel on Wednesday night.
I went to bed early, eager to watch series 2 of Mr. Selfridge I had ordered from Amazon.co.uk.  I was loving every minute of it but when I put disk two in to my pc, it was faulty so I had to make do with the BBC World News.  I was a bit cross with Amazon and still have to contact them to get a replacement.  I had hoped to sleep well that night but that wasn’t to be, don’t ask me why, except that I can tell you I am a very light sleeper waking up many times during the night.

I was up early the next day at around 7 and as my meeting wasn’t starting until 12, I decided that I would take the boat to the island across the way, Djurgarden (literally “animal garden” but really the “royal game park” - everything is “royal” in Sweden).  Djurgaden is home to the famous Vasa museum, the boat that sunk and is perhaps Stockholm’s top attraction.  I have seen it once and wasn’t planning to go again, preferring a walk around Skansen the open air museum of the history of Sweden.  I adored the little boat ride, catching the boat at the little jetty a few minutes’ walk from my hotel.
My boat arriving at Djurgaarden
Once on Djurgarden Island I made my way to Skansen only to find it didn’t open until 10.  It was sunny again but freezing and my fingers froze as I took the time to check in using my mobile on my Air France flights back to Madrid via Paris on Friday. I didn’t have much time to walk around Skansen so chose to visit the old high street, the centre of the park and the Scandinavian animals.  On my way past the children’s zoo I was delighted to see this peacock opening its wings to court a “peafowl”. I had to look up the word for female peacock which is apparently a typical question on crosswords!.
The peacock courting the peafowl at Skansen on Thursday morning
Usually when you try to catch a peacock with its feathers open it closes them but not this time as it was the mating season. 

It was the Scandinavian animals I most wanted to see and I was in luck as the brown bears had just come out of hibernation.  According to the signs they were still a bit sleepy but they seemed quite playful to me.
Brown bears at Skansen
I suppose the most Scandinavian of animals is the elk or moose (in American) and I was rewarded with this close up of a magnificent example.  It had no antlers yet which I thought must be a much less cumbersome situation for these huge mammals.
One of the elks at Skansen
I had to curtail my visit as I had a sudden PR issue to deal with; nothing alarming, just a press release by a partner who nearly sent it out without our go ahead. Thank God for mobile phones as I was able to deal with the issue in the middle of a park in Stockholm. Once that was sorted it was time to catch the boat back to my hotel, put some make up on, don high heeled shoes and take a taxi the head office.

I was at TeliaSonera well on time.  It was a big day for communications people in the office, or at least for the European team of which I am a part. We were to have a rounding off meeting with the old team and then a get together with the new team after which all the Communications staff in the building would join us for a mingling session (that very corporate word again) or party.  We met on my favourite floor, the 7th floor which is the top floor of the building and has some great views of the Stureplan square below.
Stureplan as seen from the 7th floor at TeliaSonera
Here my colleague from Denmark, Mette, who will be with me in the new team, took a selfie of us both.  Someone later posted on her FB: “two powerful women”.  I’m not sure we are but we are close colleagues.
A selfie with Mette my colleague from Denmark on the 7th floor of TeliaSonera
Timo, my dearest colleague from Finland who will no longer be in my team, took this selfie of us both for old times’ sake.  I will miss you Timo, thanks for the photo and thanks for all the good times.
A selfie with Timo my colleague from Finland
Whilst we were having our meetings a much more important meeting was going on in The Vatican. The Queen of England and consort Prince Philip, were meeting the new Pope.  It was to be a private visit, unlike the visit of Barack Obama last week, so we never got to hear what they spoke about.  I was amazed to hear the Queen was about 15  minutes late for the half hour meeting; something pretty unheard of for her.  Later I read that instead of 30 minutes, due to her lack of punctuality, the Pope cut short the meeting after just 17 minutes.  Tit for tat I call that.  We may not know what they talked about but we did hear about the gifts they exchanged.  The Queen gave the Argentinian Pontiff a hamper of produce from Buckingham Palace including honey, whisky and chutney.  I rather doubt this Latin modern Pope will know what chutney is.  If you don’t it’s a delicious sweet sauce of Indian origin that became popular with the British during the Raj (British rule in India).  I particularly love mango chutney. We had it today for lunch with chicken and rice.
The Queen and Prince Philip with the Pope exchanging gifts.
But back to Stockholm.  Towards the end of the “mingle” at the office, I decided to leave early in order to get my full daily exercise.  Generally I try to get in two walks a day and do about 12 to 14km a day, all recorded and registered by my wonderful little wearable device, my “fitbit”.  So off I went – you may remember I had donned high heeled shoes, but I had a pair of trainers with me to change into.  I walked from Stureplan towards the Grand Hotel and from there I decided to add extra mileage by walking all around beautiful Gamla Stan.  I stopped at Stortorget (big square in Swedish) to take a selfie against the beautiful houses in this oldest square in Stockholm.
A selfie at Stortorget (big square), Stockholm's oldest square
From there I made my way past the Royal Palace back to the Grand Hotel from where I walked across the bridge and to Skeppsholmen.  When I reached the hotel I checked my fitbit to see how many kilometres I had done so far that day (my fitbit records every step I take during the day) and it was about 12k.  It was 8pm and I decided to do two or three more kilometres.  My feet took me across another bridge to the even smaller island of Kastellholmen (bet you guessed what that means didn’t you?  Yep, small castle island).  I walked all the way around it as far as I could and then on the only road inside the island which takes you to the beautiful red castle from which the island gets its name.  Below is a picture of the island and castle I took that morning on the boat coming back from Djurgarden to Skeppsholmen.  Pretty isn’t it.
The red castle on Kastellholmen as seen from the boat in the morning
Satisfied I had walked enough that day, I entered the hotel at about 8.30 when my fitbit registered over 14km, my record of the week.
I was pleased with the results on my fitbit on Thursday
Thus I had a small but well deserved dinner again in the elegant dining room of the hotel, my last night in Stockholm. Later that night I had to deal with requests from Spanish press on our position on an issue from the European Parliament who have proposed an end to roaming costs for customers travelling in Europe.  That was not easy to deal with but managed to get the correct statement from our head office.

On Friday I was up at 7, enjoyed a cup of coffee in my room before packing and getting ready to check out and leave.  I had a 9.30 meeting at the head office with my new Finnish indirect boss.  In multinationals you always have a direct boss (important, the one who decides your salary raise, hahaha) and an indirect boss who is usually the head of the department you belong to in but at head office.  We had a good chat, quite frank and relaxed really.  I think the new team will work fine and I look forward to our next face to face meeting, far more than conference calls which actually, if you know me, will understand I am not fond of!

We finished at 10.15 and as my plane wasn’t leaving until 13.15, I decided to leave my suitcase and pc at the office and go for my day’s walk as there would not be another chance that day.  So off I went again, walking in the sunshine on the same route as nearly every day, towards Gamla Stan, past the Royal Palace, to Skeppsholmen and back to Stureplan. Again it was a beautiful sunny day and the city looked its very best, as you can see in this photo below.
The bay of Stockholm in the sun on Friday
I was happy to see I did 8k when I finished.  The rest of the day was spent at airports, Stockholm and Charles de Gaulle Paris and on two very congested flights.  We were late leaving both cities and of course I was late home, arriving at Madrid Adolfo Suárez Barajas at 8pm.  Then I had to pick my car up from the office and drive home.  There was an accident on the M40 ring road so I wasn’t home till nearly 10pm.  Friday was a very long day.

It was lovely to be home, see Eladio, my Father, Olivia, for just a few moments as she was leaving to go out to dinner with her boyfriend Miguel, and of course the dogs.

As I was waiting to get off the plane earlier I caught up with the day’s news on my mobile and was astonished to read about a very high profile hit and run episode in Madrid that afternoon. A famous right wing Spanish woman politician who used to govern Madrid, Esperanza Aguirre, referred to very fittingly by the Spanish version of “The Local” as Spain’s “iron lady”, had parked in a bus lane in the centre of Madrid to get money out of a cash machine.  The local police saw her and tried to fine her. The determined lady decided to ignore them and drove off and as she did so she knocked one of the policeman’s motorbikes over. The story has become huge news and has led to many jokes online. 
There have been endless jokes about Esperanza Aguirre's hit and run incident on Friday afternoon
The politician later said she had driven off to avoid photos being taken with the police.  That’s rather a lame excuse.  Criticism has been enormous.  A colleague of mine likened the incident to a quote from George Orwell’s Animal Farm, a quote I love and have known by heart ever since I read the book as a teenager: “all animals are equal but some animals are more equal than others”; meaning that Esperanza Aguirre is more privileged than the public at large although she shouldn’t be.  I hope he is wrong and she gets due justice for the scandalous hit and run episode last Friday.

It was on Friday night that Suzy would be seeing her best friend Elena in London.  Elena and her parents were going to visit Elena’s sister, Chati, the girl who went to live in London with Suzy last May and who now works there as a nurse. Suzy was delighted to see Elena again and posted this lovely photo of the two of them.
Elena (long hair) and Suzy my eldest daughter reunited in London on Friday evening.
As I had been away most of last week, on Saturday it was time to turn my attention to running the house.  Fátima, our living in home help, has been on holiday but was coming in on Saturday morning to help my 94, soon to be 95, year old Father with his shower.  Meanwhile Zena, our ex Ukranian cleaner, was coming in that morning to clean the house. I was looking forward to the latter as Zena is the best cleaner in the world and I knew that by the afternoon our home would be spick and span.  Meanwhile I left to do the weekly food shopping.  I bumped into Fátima at the bus stop and she helped me with the shopping. 

There was time also in the morning for a voice chat with Suzy.  She told me she planned to visit the Science Museum and or the Natural History Museum that day with Chati, Elena and their parents.  So I was happy to see photos of that visit this morning when Suzy posted photos of their time together on Facebook.  I particularly like this one of Suzy with Elena. I pointed out to Olivia that I thought Suzy resembled my Mother a bit but of course I was referring to my Mother when she was young (the same high cheeks) so maybe Olivia didn’t see the resemblance.
Elena and Suzy (right shorter hair) at the Natural History Museum yesterday
Lunch yesterday was the best; real Yorkshire fish and chips and mushy peas all made by yours truly.  It was a joy to have lunch with the family and have the pleasure of the company of Olivia and Miguel after so much time apart.

After a well-deserved siesta Eladio and I took the dogs for a walk and we couldn’t believe just how warm it was.  The weather is becoming warmer and warmer here and next week we can expect temperatures in the late 20s.  Even so, Spaniards will still be wearing coats, unlike the Swedes!

Whilst we were on our walk, Suzy sent us a video of her on her new bike.  She has been thinking about buying one so as to cycle to work and back every day and she must have bought it just after our chat that morning.  A single journey takes about 30 minutes and is conducted mostly on bike lanes, thank goodness.  I think it is a great idea.  Later I got a great photo of her on her new bike and wearing a helmet; the one illustrating this week’s post.  A helmet is not obligatory but is good for safety.  She then of course bought a padlock and a basket for carrying things.  My Mother who used to ride a bike when were young would have been very proud of her granddaughter.

Later we went out to dinner, i.e. Eladio and I.  We chose La Escondida, our latest favourite.  We couldn’t understand why there were only 2 tables occupied, ourselves and just one other couple.  And then we cottoned on.  The answer was football.  The three “Liga” leaders, Atlético, Barcelona and Real Madrid, were all playing important matches last night, so I suppose few people would be going out for dinner like us.  Maybe they all have pay-per-view?  In any case I heard later that all three had won their matches and are still in the same positions.  It will be interesting to see who finally wins this 9 month competition. 

And today is Sunday and I have nearly got to the end of my tale. So far it has been like most Sundays.  We went for our morning walk and then had lunch, except that I nearly burnt the chicken as I left it in the oven whilst we were on our walk.  Olivia has gone with Miguel to his parents’ house where they will be celebrating his birthday one day in advance as he will be leaving for Valencia this evening.  Happy birthday dear Miguel. I shall be going for another walk later today and expect it to be even warmer than this morning. 

Tomorrow will be another day. I have to go into the office to welcome a Swede from Riga which I will tell you about next week.

Meanwhile I wish you all the best, till next time,


Masha
PS You can see the rest of the photos of my trip to Stockholm here

Monday, March 31, 2014

Adolfo Suárez father of Spanish democracy RIP, Olivia off to León to cover the snow for TVE1, a wonderful weekend in Montrondo and other stories.

Monday 31st March 2014
Eladio and I with the Tambarón mountain peak behind us on our walk up into the mountains near Montrondo on Sunday morning. 
Hello again my friends

I am writing from Montrondo just before we leave, as Eladio is sleeping a siesta and José Antonio and Dolores are tidying up the house.  But I will get to our stay in Montrondo later.

At about this time last week, Eladio and I were watching the news after lunch which was interrupted when the whole of Spain heard that at 15.03 on Sunday 23rd March 2014 Adolfo Suárez, Spain’s first democratic Prime Minister after Franco, had just died.  His figure in Spain has grown enormously since his illness and death and he is in a way, Spain’s John Fitzgerald Kennedy, someone charismatic in a similar way and who will go down in history as one of Spain’s best Prime Minister’s ever. 
Adolfo Suárez
You will remember when I wrote last week that Spain’s “Father of Democracy” was at death’s door due to respiratory complications from the Alzheimer he had been suffering from for some 10 years. He died far too early, aged 81, and didn’t even remember his political feat of taking Spain from a dictatorship to a democracy with no blood shed nor that he had ever been Spain’s premiere.  He united the so-called two Spains in eternal conflict, from the Spanish Civil War and still today to some extent.  If you follow Spanish politics you will know that whilst trying to bring democracy to the country in the period in history called “the transition” he faced much opposition and in fighting from his own political party, UCD, fierce criticism from the Socialists and terrorist problems on all fronts.  He had to resign and his popularity decreased.  Only as the years have gone by has he been revered and after his death, he once again united the two Spains (left and right wing) with leaders from his times who once made his life impossible coming forward ironically to praise him after his death.  He probably turned in his grave to see his arch enemies all competing in their efforts to say what a wonderful prime minister and politician he had been.  However the population at large came out in their thousands and up to 30.000 queued up to pay their respects in Parliament where he his coffin was laid before being taken to the Cathedral in Avila to be buried alongside his lifetime partner and love of his life, Amparo Iliana. 
Adolfo Suárez and Amparo Illana's joint grave in the Cathedral of Avila.
I always admired this charismatic, cinema star looking politician and remember his rise and fall to power as it coincided with when I first came to live in Spain.  He had it all and lost it all on both the political front and within his loving family.  He was appointed Prime Minister by the young King Juan Carlos who became thick friends.  However upon Adolfo Suárez’ political decline, he no longer had the support of the King, something which was very much hush hush this week as the Monarch dried his tears at the foot of his coffin. For me they were “crocodile tears”.

The story of his family is tragic.  A wonderful example of the closest type of exemplary family, they were struck with cancer.
Adolfo Suárez with his wife and family when he was Prime Minister of Spain
He had five children, Marian, Sonsoles, Laura, Adolfo (the family spokesperson) and Javier. First his oldest daughter Marian got breast cancer, then his wife.  When he left politics it was to dedicate all of his time to them.  His beloved wife Ampara Illana died in 2001 and he was devastated.  His other daughters also got cancer but survived, however Marian did not and died in 2004.  By then Adolfo Suárez had Alzheimer and was not aware of her death.  Tragic story isn’t it? 

Three days of national mourning were declared and Adolfo Suárez finally got recognition for his heroic efforts and was given probably the biggest state funeral in modern times. In those three days the Father of Democracy, united the country once again.  There will never be a Prime Minister like him again.  I voted for him and gave him all my support. All I can say now is RIP and now finally you have the recognition you always deserved.  How ironic!

On Monday as always I fasted.  Monday was the day the Prime Minister of Malaysia announced that the missing plane, the now famous flight MH370, had crashed into the Indian Ocean and that there had been no survivors.  However, there is still no evidence that the debris sighted comes from the plane, so for the moment there can be no closure for the families.
Where flight MH370 probably crashed
On Tuesday, on the first walk of the day, we were amazed to see a whole flock of sheep on our walk.  Remember last week we had seen the “lost sheep”.  Of course the flock was its brethren.  I hope it was united with the flock.  We had to keep Elsa and Norah on their leads as they got very excited at the event.
Elado and our dogs and the flock of sheep we encountered on our walk last week.
It was on Tuesday that the bad weather started in the north of Spain this week.  Snow and gale winds were forecast just after spring had started officially.  Olivia was to be her programme’s “weather girl” that week and would be sent off to cover the extreme conditions for TVE.  León, the province in north-west Spain where Eladio hails from and where most of his family lives, was to be the hardest hit.  Thus Olivia was sent to the capital of the province.  Of course she chose to stay with them instead of at a hotel.  A chauffer driven car came to pick her up in the afternoon and take her to León to stay at Pili’s house.  Pili is Eladio’s youngest sister and she and her husband Andrés were delighted to host our daughter.

She met up with various members of the family.  The “abuela” (grandmother), my mother-in-law, Ernestina, was especially pleased to see her.  I asked Pili to send me photos and she sent me plenty.  Here is a lovely one of Olivia with Pili, her sister Adela and the “abuela”.
Oli in León last Tuesday with Pili (left), the "abuela" (middle) and Adela (right)
It snowed that night and Olivia had plenty of places to choose from to do her broadcasting on Wednesday morning.  She was on TV four times that morning, twice from a village called Villamanín and twice from a village called Rodiezmo.  You can see her on this link if you fast forward to 10.20 and on this link if you go to 11.29, 12.27 and 13.15.
Oli reporting on the snow in Leon from Villamanín on Wednesday 
I had to watch her later on internet via video streaming as I was busy at the office that morning.  I had a meeting with my PR agency and members of the customer care and product management departments.  It was a great meeting as my colleagues from these departments are a delight to work with.  We were meeting about dealing with customer problems and product information on the Yoigo social media sites.  I commented afterwards to Isabel and Carlos from my PR agency, what a pleasure it is to work with these colleagues.  It was very productive and now we have set up monthly editorial meetings to agree on content to post month by month.  The first one will be next week. I came home feeling very motivated. Thanks Juan, Jesús, Tony, Miguel Angel, Pepe and Pedro.

Olivia was to stay another night in León at Pili and Andrés house.  I would have loved to be with them that afternoon when Pili and Olivia went clothes shopping but I had to content myself with news from them on whatsapp.  I had seen that morning thanks to a photo posted by Manolita in Montrondo that it had also snowed heavily in “our village”.  So I suggested to Olivia that on Thursday morning she should go with the TV crew to to report on the snow there.  She thought it was a great idea and got the thumbs up from her programme.  We all got very excited that Montrondo would be on TV and Olivia reporting there but were worried the snow might have gone by the morning because of the rain.  But the snow was still there.  Primo, Adela’s husband, who knows more about the village than anyone would be going to as would Pili, who took a day off work specially, and Andrés. But disaster struck and we heard from Eladio who was in contact with Olivia that when she arrived in Montrondo early in the morning there was no coverage to transmit the news, possibly because of the snow.  So she had to rush off to another village, nearby Cabrillanes.  We were all very upset that Montrondo was not to be on TV. Of course because of the delay she missed the first connections and was not able to report live until 13.20.  You can see that clip here.
Olivia reporting on the snow from Cabrillanes on Thursday when it could have been Montrondo
Later that day Olivia was sent from León to Gijón (beautiful coastal town in Asturias near Oviedo). I was not to see her again until Sunday.

On Friday morning we left with José Antonio and Dolores and their mongrel Nuba to spend the weekend in Montrondo.  I, especially, was looking forward to the snow there as I haven’t seen heavy snow in our village since the girls were small.  On route, as always, we stopped at the famous white wine village, Rueda, for a little something.  A little something there is always a plate of ham and a glass of delicious wine.  Here is a photo of the four of us at that very moment.
In Rueda on Friday on our way to Montrondo
At about 2 we arrived in Senra, a village some 4km from Montrondo which has the only bar and restaurant in the area which offers food: Cumbres de Omaña and where we had lunch that day.
Me happy to see snow when we arrived in Senra (4km from Montrondo)
That was when I realized there was no mobile coverage, just as Olivia had experienced.  We were to be bereft of mobile coverage all weekend which for me, at least was a challenge.  I needed internet though to work as I had to send an email to all the staff and do other important stuff.  Luckily I was able to poach a neigbour’s wifi connection and thankfully didn’t have to go further afield to do my work.

Montrondo with the snow was like a picture postcard as you can see here.
Snow in Montrondo  - a photo I took when we arrived on Friday. 
As soon as we had settled in and the central heating was working, I went off to take pictures of the snow in the village, accompanied by Nuba.  It was so beautiful.  I had come prepared with all my snow outfits but in actual fact it wasn’t so cold.  I wore my pre ski boots I had bought at Navacerrada with Phil and Kathy and they stood me in good stead throughout the weekend.
The path to the church with Nuba on Friday afternoon
Whilst the men preferred to stay at home, Dolores, Nuba and I set off for the first walk of the weekend.  We went on the road to Murias and back (3.2km approx.).
Dolores my sister-in-law on the walk to Murias on Friday afternoon
I made a delicious chicken waldorf salad for dinner on Friday night and Dolores made a cream of vegetable soup. 

As the house was still very cold we all took hot water bottles to bed.  One of José Antonio and Dolores’ bottles burst and you just imagine the consequences and of course they had to change beds and slept in their daughter Sara's room.

We were up early the next morning and to my delight it was snowing.  It would snow all morning after which the rain set in.  So I persuaded Eladio to join me on an ambitious walk through the snow via the “Bao” path to Murias and then on the road to Senra and back – some 8km.  It turned out to be our walk of the year.  Trudging through virgin snow through the fields was pure joy for someone like me who loves snow and doesn’t often see it.  This weekend I certainly got my fill.
Eladio on "our walk of the year" on Saturday morning on the "Bao" 
In Senra we tied Nuba to a chair with Eladio’s belt and went inside Cumbres de Omaña where we would later have lunch with all the family, to have a coffee and warm up by the lovely open fire.

On the walk back I did what is called “el santo” (the saint) in Montrondo.  I let myself fall on my back into the soft snow so as to get up again and see the imprint I had made.  However Nuba destroyed the imprint hahaha.  I tried to get Eladio to do the saint too as he must have done a thousand times as a child, but he refused.
Me clownng in the snow on our walk on Saturday morning
When we got back all of Eladio’s brothers, sisters and spouses and his Mother had arrived.  We all gathered in the kitchen by the warmth of the open range until it was time to return to Senra (by car this time) for lunch.

We were 13 around the table in the pleasant dining room.
Lunch in Senra with the family on Saturday 
Lunch was delicious.  There was lots to choose from and the establishment brings you whole plates and pots of food to serve yourselves.  Most of us chose the oxtail stew for our second course served with crisp chips made from local potatoes. 
Oxtail stew, chips and meat balls at Senra - delicious
The afternoon was spoiled a bit by the rain and we were a bit cooped up.  The highlights of the afternoon together were visiting Adela’s new house which is practically finished and visiting Pili and Andrés’ which is about half way done.  Pili’s house is right next to ours which we will soon be starting on.  As you can imagine talk most of the weekend was about building our houses; so exciting.  We hope to start sometime in the spring but who knows when it will be finished.
Pili's house being built (left) and ours to be reformed on the right
All of the family left late in the afternoon except for Pili and Andrés who stayed for dinner.  Meanwhile Dolores and I (and Nuba of course) went on another walk to Murias and back.  Without that second walk I don’t think I could have faced dinner.  I was very pleased with myself that day as I saw my fitbit recorded I had walked (it counts all the steps I do all day long) over 16km.  Translated into calories it meant I had burnt 2.473, my record I think.  Thus I didn’t feel guilty as I ate some chocolate after dinner hahaha.
My fitbit record statistics on Saturday
When we woke up on Sunday morning we had forgotten the clocks had changed.  At breakfast we thought they had gone back an hour so we changed our watches, etc only to realize a few minutes later that the clocks had actually gone forward an hour.  Thus in a very short space of time we lost 2 hours!  That of course was because when you are in Montrondo you have little notion of the time.

The sun was shining so we decided on a walk up into the mountains to enjoy even more snow.  Before leaving I made our lunch (chicken Korma) as I knew I would be too tired to make it upon our return.

This is what Eladio, José Antonio and Dolores looked like just as we set off – in El Campo (the village green).
José Antonio, Dolores and Eladio in "el campo" before we set off up the mountains on Sunday morning
We wanted to walk up quite far but the trek up in thick virgin snow was not easy at all.  We got as far as El Abedular and stopped to take some gorgeous photos by the highest peak in the area; El Tambarón (2.102m). Montrondo itself is already over 1000 m high.  The photo illustrating this week’s blog is of Eladio and I at that point in our walk. It was to be another wonderful walk but very tiring because it is nearly all uphill and we had to make the path in the snow as we walked.
   A lovely sunny walk in the mountains on Sunday
When we got to El Zaramal it was impossible to continue as the snow was too thick so we turned back and walked down to the village again, all in all about 2 hours in the snow and sun with the most beautiful views possible.

Of course we devoured the curry when we got home. Dessert was a great chocolate cake I had bought at Aldi!

Soon it was time to go home so after a short siesta (Eladio and Toño) and lots of tidying up, we packed and got into the car at about 17h, happy and satisfied with a great weekend in snowy Montrondo. 

Mobile coverage returned slowly as we drove towards León and it was then I found out what was for me the main news we had missed that weekend.  The journalist and photographer from El Mundo, Javier Espinosa (left) and Ricardo García Vilanova (right) who had been kidnapped in Syria six months ago had been released by the radical Islamic rebels who had captured them. 
The journalist Javier Espinosa and photographer Ricardo García Vilanova from El Mundo were released from kidnap this weekend.
I especially love this photo of Javier Espinosa coming down the steps of the airplane in Madrid to be greeted by his small son. 
Father and son reunited (Javier Espinosa) after 6 months in captivity
In the car driving home (Eladio was driving) I was able to catch up with the girls’ news too.  Olivia had had a quiet weekend with her friends after coming back from Gijón on Friday evening.  I love this photo of her she posted on Facebook after the girls’ great friend Copi had plaited her hair and done her make up. Wow she looks like a model.  Don’t you agree?
Olivia after Copi's make over this weekend. She looks stunning.
Suzy meanwhile was hosting a barbecue in the garden of her new house for her flat mates from Whitechapel.  It seems there is good weather in London.  In fact I read on The Telegraph yesterday that this week would be warmer than Spain. 
Suzy in red hosting a bbq for her flat mates from Whitechapel at her new house 
Yesterday, Sunday, was Mothering Sunday in England, something I never celebrate.  But I was very touched to receive a very emotional audio message from Susana to tell me how much she loves me.  Thank you darling.

We were home at around 8.30 pm and of course it was lighter than usual thanks to the clocks having gone forward.  It was great to see my Father and the dogs and Fátima too.  We had left them in her good hands. Today is her last day at home before she takes a well-deserved two week holiday from tomorrow.  She has been working here non-stop since last July and looks to me extremely tired.  Well that is probably also caused by her anemia.  Meanwhile our external cleaner Zena who is from the Ukraine will be coming to clean our house in her absence.  That makes me very happy as there is no one I have ever known who cleans as well as dear Zena.
Fátima, our home help with the dogs in the kitchen
And today is Monday (I wrote a lot of this yesterday in Montrondo before leaving).  It was great to have breakfast with Olivia this morning but it will be the only day this week.  Tomorrow I will be leaving the house at about 7 am to be in the office for an important visitor and on Wednesday I will be leaving for Stockholm and won’t be back until Friday. Yes, this week will be busy but that’s how I like it.

So I will leave you here to get on with Monday and you will hear all about my trip to Stockholm next Sunday.

Cheers till then

Masha
PS You can see the full set of photos of our weekend in Montrondo here.