Extremeños and penknives

Summer 1992 at a shopping centre in Vitoria, Basque Country. We were heading out after some afternoon family shopping, when the alarm went off. The security man approached my grandad, who was carrying a shopping bag. “Perdone, pero creo que lleva usted una alarma en...

El plato

One day, the main topic of a French class at my secondary school was food. We were talking about whether people in Spain and France have two courses or just a main meal for lunch. A classmate said ‘Well. At my house, we only have the main course, and then el plato.’ I...

On melons and favours

My dad’s colleague is a fan of Formula 1, so when he found out my boyfriend R works for one of the teams, he got excited. He asked whether R would buy a T-shirt for him and take it to Extremadura on our next trip. He would, of course, gives us the money. No, R...