The sun slunk out this afternoon to show
the Pauls what the weather could do if it felt like it! Although there was a brisk wind it was hot
and very un-British.
Today it is Paul Squared’s opportunity to
cook for us. We had a more than
satisfactory lunch in St Boi but the real event is to be “Spanish Chicken”
cooked by Paul.
You have to admire someone who comes to a
country and then vaunts his culinary prowess by asserting that he can cook an
eponymous national dish!
The ingredients were collected by Paul and
myself from the Carrefour in Prat and we were beguiled by items other than the
ones that we had come for and it was only with a real effort that we remembered
that we needed chicken for the dish!
The real problem was the paprika in its
smoked variety. The first person I asked
for paprika in the supermarket reacted as if I had suggested I hook up with her
mother in some sleazy threesome rather than asking for a fairly run-of-the-mill
spice! I eventually got the help of an
eager little old man to help me in my search.
Unfortunately his enthusiasm was only matched by the fatuity of our
efforts. Nevertheless, other spices were
bought and they will do. Probably.
My enthusiasm about the improving weather
and the prospect of a delicious meal is limited because of the terrible
realization that I have to go back to school not on Monday the 8th
of April – but rather on Wednesday of this week. In a mere three and a bit days’ time; let’s be
precise, from this exact moment in time I am 84 hours from having to get up to
go to school! Holiday virtually over!
Still, June the twenty-somethingth is
getting nearer by the day when blessed release will be granted!
I don’t suppose that I should, but I am
very tempted to count the number of weeks left!
But I won’t.
Barça are playing a bottom of the table
team and only drawing. They are playing
dreadfully and the poor goalkeeper had to save two successive shots one from
his own team and the other from the opposition!
At least they are equal starting the second half. I trust that they have had a pep talk and
will do very much better than during the first depressing forty minutes!
Nothing from the OU Tutor today, hopefully
I will have my work returned tomorrow and then the revision work via our Tutor
Forum starts. I must admit that I am
looking forward to the exercises to stimulate me to something more
interestingly productive than tired re-reading and trying to spot key OU-ish words
to use in the exam!
The Pauls are off back to the UK tomorrow
after a truly flying visit. Still, they
are coming over during August for longer and we will hopefully have more sultry
weather to encourage them to visit the beach and even throw themselves in the
sea!
Monday will see us revisit Terrassa to see
the Monas made by Toni’s sister and to watch the kids demolish them.
I must also remember that I have little
eggs to give the assembled boys tomorrow morning. Such vicious fun! And I am already practising my very best
guilelessly innocent tone of voice asking, “And where is mine?” and then the pathetic,
whipped dog face when it appears that nobody has thought to get me
anything.
I love it!