The week in Spain was wonderful in the end, but started off frighteningly bad.
I'd decided that I would fly to Spain on Monday and have
johncoxon join me a few days later. In theory this would a) allow me to get a bit of the family stuff out of the way, b) let me ease back into my Spanish, and c) give us some days off from each other in case jet lag plus
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It was my grandmother's name as well.
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