Sunday, 14 October 2018

Why there are no pies in Spain.





Why there are no pies in Spain.



Our annual Día de las Sopas Perotas was a big success last Saturday. Thousands of hungry visitors poured through the narrow and picturesque streets of Álora for a free bowl of our tasty and nourishing signature dish, las sopas perotas.
This year Susana Díaz, President of the Andalucían Junta came along  for a bowlful. This was such an important event that it was mentioned in the popular ex-pat weekly Sur in English. Here she is with our alcalde whose name you will know by now. I don't know who the bloke on her right is but he was obviously expecting something better. He was probably expecting a bowl of soup made from perotas (female Aloraneans). He's going, ´WTF?´. No wonder. Even the Sur newspaper doesn´t know the difference between sopa and sopas. Look at it. Does it look like soup to you?


sopas; feminine plural. pieces of bread (plural) soaked in soup, coffee etc.
Oxford English-Spanish Dictionary

Here they are later, passing our front door. The poor chap looks ready to throw up, doesn´t he?


Why there are no pies in Spain.

Apart from in Mallorca, I have not yet come across a genuine Spanish pie. You sometimes see those little pasties filled with tuna or sweet potato and you can get the Brit version in Iceland in Fuenguirola. But they don't go for the meat pie here even though I did bring a few down to Álora once, hoping they might catch on. Even Manolo, the enigmatic owner of Cafe -Bar El Madrugón wasn´t impressed.

      Manolo not being impressed by a Melton Mowbray.

Why does a population that consumes millions of tons of pork a year and loves pastry not go for a pork pie? 
I have, at last, found the answer and it goes deep into Spain´s history and religious life so if you´re not interested in History or religion you´d better skip the next bit and go to Bar News.


              Tariq ibn ziyad on a Gibraltar £5.00 note

In 711 AD Spain was being ruled by King Roderick and the Visigoths who used to go about in black clothes with their faces painted and looking fed up all the time. 

                                                                    Goths

 They could never live up to the reputation of the Romans who had built aqueducts, roads and wore long cool white robes. They never really wanted to rule Spain or anywhere else and found the summers too hot and the food greasy. They soon started falling out with each other, forming armies and fighting wars. Even that wasn't enough to cheer them up.
The governor of Ceuta, Julian, just across the  water in North Africa, had a rift with Roderick and wanted to give him a good hiding for messing with his daughter so he asked his pal Tariq ibn Ziyad to go over into Spain with an army to give Roderick a biffing.
Tariq didn't need asking twice. He sailed across the Straits of Gibraltar which were named after him (jabal Tariq), killed Roderick and set off to conquer all of Spain, Portugal and some of France. He called the new country Al-Andalus.
Roderick was a Catholic but Tariq was a Muslim so he started building Mosques everywhere and making everyone speak Arabic and wear arabic clothes. Everyone got on really well for 800 years. Catholics, Jews and Muslims prospered and Spain, particularly Córdoba and Toledo, became famous centres of learning. The 'moors' (a word used then and now to describe north African muslims) were responsible for nearly everything beginning with 'al' - algebra, alcantarillas (drains) alcachofas (artichokes) albondigas (meatballs), aluminium, albatrosses and alcohol even though their religion prohibited them from drinking it. Jerez was named after the Shiraz grape from Shiraz in Persia (now Iran).
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                Moorish alembic for distilling alcohol

All good things come to an end and the Northern European Catholics, egged on by the Pope, kept trying to 'recapture' Spain. After about 800 years they finally beat the moors at Granada. Fernando and Isabela became the Reyes Catolicos (King and Queen of Spain). This happened just as Columbus was 'discovering' a new sea route to India via Jamaica. (1492).

         Ferdinand and Isabella (Los Reyes Catolicos)

Ferdinand and Isabella were fundamentalist Catholics and immediately began a programme of ethnic cleansing. They told all the Muslims and Jews to get out of Spain or convert to Christianity. The trouble was that the Jews and Muslims knew everything about everything. 
Thousands of Muslims converted to Christianity and were called 'Moriscos'. Many Jews left Spain but many stayed as 'Conversos'.

 Moriscos and Conversos



Casarabonela , just up the road from here was a town made up almost entirely of moriscos. They have a festival there ever year where an Inquisitor Trial is enacted.

The Catholic Church suspected that some conversos and moriscos were still practising their religion and customs secretly
so they set up the 'Holy Office of the Inquisition' to catch out transgressors. The Inquisition usually turned up without warning, hoping to catch people out doing un-Christian things.
An accusation would lead to interrogation, torture and confiscation of property. Conviction could result in being burnt at the stake at an 'auto da fe'.


                                    An Auto da Fe

Moriscos and Conversos took to eating pork ostentatiously to 'prove' that they were true converts. Lamb was avoided because it was used widely in Arabic cooking. Converso Jews were often caught out by not showing chimney smoke on Saturdays, having white tablecloths and candles on Friday evenings and making dishes on Fridays that could be eaten cold on Saturdays when cooking is forbidden in the Jewish faith.

'Other typical Sabbath dishes included aubergine fritters, fritadas (omelettes with  vegetables) and empanadas and empanadilla (pies filled with minced meat or fish). Jews were known for their frequent use of minced meat - to make meatballs and as stuffing for pies)'

'The Food of Spain'
Claudia Roden

The use of olive oil was associated with Jewish cooking too, so pork fat was used by everyone, just to be on the safe side.
And eating pies could get you into serious trouble, especially on Saturdays, even if it was a pork pie!

So that's why you still don't see pies in Spain.
Well, that's my theory anyway.


Bar News.

It's always a pleasure to announce the opening of a new bar in Álora. Bar El Tapeo has reopened under new management on Calle Cervantes next to La Casa de Cultura. 

If you're prepared to make the journey to Casarabonela try the menú at Tomate Algo.

       Mrs. Sánchez perusing the menu at Tomate Algo


 Juanito Sánchez.
14th. October 2018


 



Monday, 1 October 2018

A Little Quince Summer and War Without the Shooting Breaks Out in Álora. (warning: may contain explicit images).


A Little Quince Summer and War Without the Shooting Breaks Out in Álora. (warning: may contain explicit images).





                              Membrillos (quinces)

Tomorrow will be the first day of October and it looks like we'll be having a 'veranillo de membrillo' (a little quince summer) again with temperatures touching 30 degrees C. It's also called 'el veranillo de San Miguel' in Spain because St. Michael the Archangel's Special Day is September 29th and not just because a lot of Spain's most famous beer is drunk during the hot weather.
In England and the USA it's called an 'Indian Summer' but nobody knows why, including people from India and 'Native Americans'. Quinces are usually ripe about this time of year so Veranillo de Membrillo makes sense even though nobody knows what to do with them when they're ripe except for making carne de membrillo (membrillo meat) which is not meat at all but a hard sweet jelly that you only ever eat with cheese. They sell it in the shops as 'dulce de membrillo'. 

                            carne/dulce de membrillo

A little of it goes a long way and we are often given a bowl of it by one of our lovely neighbours.
We had a quince bush in our garden in Birmingham a few years ago and made some wine from the fruit. It was drinkable.

The popular British breakfast conserve Marmalade used to be made from quinces before oranges were invented. 'Marmelada' is Portuguese for 'quince preparation'. Some well-intentioned people will tell you that the word 'marmalade' comes from the French 'Marie Malade' (sick Mary) along with some load of old cobblers about Queen Mary the something eating it when she was poorly. Honestly, the things they tell you in school!
Also, don't let anyone tell you they don't sell marmalade in Mercadona. It's with all the other mermeladas (jams) with an orange on the label.

Anyway, Indian or San Miguel, everybody here has had enough summer for one year except, of course, people on holiday. Our olives are shrivelling and the reservoirs are starting to look dangerously empty again.



Napoleon Bonaparte famously stated, 'England is a nation of shopkeepers' and if Álora is anything to go by, Spain is a nation of shop closers. Shops and bars here seem to be opening and closing faster than bedroom doors in a Whitehall farce (weren't they hilarious?). If you go away for a few weeks, as we do, you never know where anything is when you get back. The pescadería (fish shop) has just moved across the top square, our favourite frutería (greengrocer) has shut down and three more have opened down Calle Cervantes. The charity shop run by Cudeca (care of cancer patients) has closed down along with Lola Decoración next door (which had a vending machine selling sex toys and chewing gum).The two shops will be replaced by a Día % supermercado.
Unlike in England where high street businesses close down and are replaced by charity shops, the reverse is true here. Where are we going to take all our junk, buy paperbacks, DVDs and 'Sur in English' now?  Supertodo which even opened on saints' days and sold everything from pan scrubs to panceta has closed its doors too....but the biggest shock of all  is the demise of Comercial Rebollo- Alorá's only 'department store' 'por jubilación' (owing to retirement).



Where is anybody going to buy televisions, mattresses, computers, washing machines, furniture, hair driers, mobile phones etc. now? On the internet, of course. I can't think whose retirement has triggered this bombshell. Sra.Rebollo lived in the flats opposite on Calle Veracuz and used to go across the road now and then to sit in the shop and do a bit of knitting but she must have retired years ago and all the staff there were quite young. There must be another reason. The shop was always busy and operated a curious retail arrangement by which all the staff sat behind a big L-shaped desk full of catalogues and you were invited to sit down, when a chair became available, and state your business.


There's a rumour going round that they've been bought out by Selfridges or MacDonald's. My theory is that the heir to the Rebollo fortune, Miguel Angél Rebollo, poet, economist and disciple of the Iberian 19th. century philosopher Chivas Regal, who was rarely seen before mid afternoon and hardly ever went in his shop, has decided to extend his studies  and develop his role as resident 'philosopher/economist' in Bar Chismo which will be very demanding. Come to think of it I haven't seen him around for ages. Man in Álora will investigate.
........and apparently it wasn't Napoleon who coined the phrase 'nation of shopkeepers' after all, but Adam Smith, another philosopher/economist whose Institute is largely responsible for the British Conservative Party. 

 Adam Smith being pursued by angry young 'Corbynistas'

Good news..... a new tienda de comestibles (grocery shop) is opening at the top of Calle Algarrobo.  



                                                Sport is war without the shooting                                George Orwell

On the wall outside Bar Alegría, just above the poster announcing the opening of the new Tienda de Comestibles there has appeared an announcement of the annual football match between the Ayuntamiento (the town council) and the Guardia Civil (the national paramilitary police force some times know as 'La Benemérita' which has its cuartel (barracks) on the outskirts of town on the road to El Chorro).




The match is held  to celebrate 'El Día de la Virgen del Pilar' (The day of the Virgin of the Pillar) who is the patrona of the Guardía Civil and so it´s only fair that they should win the game, especially as they carry loaded guns. This year the Festival of Pilar is on October 12th. so all the shops will be shut, except for the Moroccan and Chinese Bazaars.

                             Guardia Civil 1st. XI

The idea of a footy match between town hall personel and the 'Civiles' brings to mind a (this time accurate) quotation from George Orwell's essay 'The Sporting Spirit (1945) 

'Sport is war without the shooting'.

In Andalucía the the role of the Guardia Civil during and after the Spanish Civil War lends this 'annual event' a touch of irony.
When the war kicked off in 1936 with a rebellion against the Spanish Government led by a group of Army generals the majority of Guardia Civil contingents stayed loyal to the republican Government. 
In Andalucía they already had a history of brutal repression of dissent, particularly in rural areas, which means  pretty well everywhere. They weren't popular.
When the 'Nationalistas' captured Andalucía early in the war many towns and villages had town councils made up largely of republicans. The Guardia Civil, and the local 'Falangists' (fascists) would often put a team together to take on the local  'ayuntamiento team'. 
After the whistle was blown the game usually kicked off with the Guardia rounding up the mayor and corporation and shooting them. Game over. They never lost a match. They had all the guns after all.

This happened not far away from here in Mijas. The mayor there, Manuel Cortéz avoided arrest and summary execution by hiding for 30 years in his own house. ('The Life of Manuel Cortés' by Ronald Fraser, Verso 1972)
And he lived to tell the tale. The 'Civiles' regularly searched the house but never found him.

                                    Manuel Cortés

These days it's more of a 'friendly' game and I shall be reporting on it in the next Man in Álora blog.

The day after the footy match Álora will put on its 15th. annual Día de las Sopas Perotas (It's NOT soup).


                Álora will provide the sopas, you the spoon'.
Mmmmm. Save some for me.

Pie news.

One of my readers in Liverpool, England clearly shares my affection and afición for pies to such a degree that he is producing 'images' which take the pie from its humble status as a 'hand-held gourmet savoury food item' to an art form. It's easy to see the influence of Magritte in the above image which uses a controversial  juxtaposition of two quite distinct images of pies; one a Holland's classic meat pie and the other a rustic cheese and onion pie. The incipient grin detectable on the 'face' of the the C&O also references a  classic Klee image and brashly symbolises the fusion between humanity and earth.

                      Paul Klee 'Death and Fire' 1940

If you send in more of these I am happy to introduce a new feature which we'll call:
'Pie Pictures'

See you on Saturday in Álora. Don't forget your spoon.

Juanito Sánchez 30th.September 2018.

 



Saturday, 15 September 2018

The other Vuelta a España. Mr. and Mrs. Sánchez make another comeback.

The other Vuelta a España. Mr. and Mrs. Sánchez make another comeback.




It's great to be back! Mr. and Mrs. Sánchez were welcomed back to Spain with an even more enthusiastic display of emotion than usual and we were just in time for the 'Presidente del Gobierno de España, Pedro Sánchez (no relation) to announce that he would soon be turfing the late Generalisimo Francisco Franco out of his underground mausoleum in El Valle de los Caidos, north of Madrid.

                              El Valle de los Caidos

Known throughout his life for his modesty, self- effacement and intense dislike of publicity Franco celebrated his victory in the Spanish Civil War (1939) by announcing that he was going to build a dirty big stone 150 metre (500 ft.) -high cross in the Guadarrama Hills, just north of Madrid, that you could see from 20 miles (32 km.) away and under it, deep down in the rock, he was going to have a two big tombs built - one for himself and another for his pal José-Antonio Primera de Rivera y Sáenz de Heredía, 1st. Duke of Primo de Rivera, 3rd. Marqess of Estella GE. who founded the Falange Española (the Spanish fascist party).




José Antonio, as he was known to his family, friends, falangists and fascist followers was not consulted about his interment as he had been bumped off by the republicans 3 years earlier. For the time being, like it or not, José Antonio will be staying where he is. He will stay there along with 33,872 dead soldiers mostly from the Nationalist (Franco) side.
                                   General Franco

As you can imagine, the exhumation of Franco  has upset a few people, particularly the ones who turn up every year at the monument on 20th.November to commemorate Franco's death by giving Nazi salutes, singing Falange songs and chanting things like 'Franco no está muerto' ('Franco is not dead'). (he'd be 115) This year they can drop the last word to give; 'Franco no está'. (Franco is not there).
They run a coach from Álora every year. (concessions for pensioners and old soldiers). 



As usual there have been a few changes here in Álora since we left in June but we were not surprised to hear that July and August have been very hot. Here's what you might hear people say after 'Uf!'.........

Qué calor!'(It was so hot)
Era un horno!'(It was like an oven')
'¡Me estaba asando!' (I was roasting')
'¡Hizo tanto calor que los pájaros se cayeron de los árboles!' (It was so hot the birds fell out of the trees)
and ´¡Como pegaba el Lorenzo!' ('The sun was hot)

Even people whose families have lived here for generations seem surprised by the hot weather. 

Listen to me! :
It is always hot in summer in Southern Spain.


Bar News.
 Lo D'Antonio, as expected, has transferred to the 'Jamonería' on Calle Vera Cruz. Antonio now plays his rock music a lot quieter, only serves cold tapas and seems happy enough, but we'll miss the old 'Lo d'Antonio bar which for more than ten years served the best tapas in town (tortillitas de camerones, gambas pil pil ) and was great fun. The only good news is that he's put all the same pictures on the wall and his jamon ibérico is top class.

The old 'Bar Correos' (for those who can remember that far back) on Calle Santa Ana has changed hands again. It's called P&H (Padre y Hijo) and has a creepy chef dummy outside the door. Good luck to them. I've only had a coffee there so far (his drinks prices are a bit lower than across the road in the more fashionable Plaza de la Fuente Arriba´).


I had a big shock when I found Cafe-Bar El Madrugon with closed doors on Friday morning. Not another bankruptcy!
Not a bit of it. Manolo, Javier and María Gracia have had a holiday. No opening at 5.00am every morning for a whole month! They are back open again now. Phew! Manolo seems very relaxed after his well-deserved break although I did spot him with his nuera (daughter in law) , both  looking a bit knackered at 11.55am this Wednesday morning after working 7 hours straight in this weather!

                María Gracia and Manolo having a rest.


I saw Manolo and his señora in a more relaxed mood on Sunday at the Romería. He may look and sound a bit grumpy when he's at work, but catch him on his day off and he's a different man altogether.

Manolo, Mrs. Manolo and an unidentified lady having fun.
(If you look closely you may spot the dodgy dummy chef outside P&H on the left.)

stop press..........not strictly bar news......The eagerly awaited (by some) Indian restaurant, 'Indian Cuisine', has opened just up from Cafetería Los Arcos in the luxurious premises once used by the ill-fated Bar El Lugá. I hope they do better there than El Lugá !  


Mixed reviews have reached the Man in Álora offices but so far nobody has been taken ill and the food tastes good. You can appreciate that after spending 3 months in Birmingham, an Indian restaurant isn't the first thing Mrs. S and I will be visiting in Álora.


The annual Romería (held on the first Sunday after September 8th.) seems to bring out the best in people. Everybody has lots of fun. 


 La Virgen de las Flores passing my sister's flat. (That manta IS a bit shabby).
   
As I predicted, it didn't rain despite a gloomy forecast. La Virgen de las Flores had a 'Popemobile´at the ready and she was dressed in her second best manta (cloak) por si acaso (just in case).


                          The 'Popemobile' (not needed).




                               People having fun

Our much loved and hard-working alcalde (mayor) José Sánchez (no relation) is looking his age a bit these days. It´s no wonder after nearly 20 years in the job. He was later to be seen serving cervezas to the partying Perotes up at the convent.

                            Sr. and Sra. Alcalde.

 Many of you reading this, especially those in Klonakilty will be wondering how Mrs. Sánchez and I are getting on after our disasterous accidents in April. Well, firstly thanks for asking. We're almost back on form now. We drove up to 'The Valley of Tears' to view the scene of Mrs.S's fall. If you ever go up there, ¡Ten cuidado!


    Mrs.Sánchez and friends inspecting the 'ankle-breaker'

Pie News.

There is never much in the way of pie news in Álora but I do have some news about that close cousin of the pie, The Cornish Pasty. 


Like the Melton Mowbray Pork Pie and Stilton Cheese, the Cornish Pasty is denomination controlé. 

Jill Venables, Head of Facilities at the Royal Cornwall Hospitals Trust has decided to replace their traditional shortcrust pastry pasties with less fattening 'filo pastry' pasties or even 'pasta' pasties. There is obviously an obesity issue there in Cornwall and Jill has the answer. Not surpisingly the sick and suffering hospital population down there in Truro doesn't want any of that foreign muck and patients are abandoning their sick-beds in droves for some decent grub.
A spokesperson for The Cornish Pasty Association said;

'We see no reason why Cornish Pasties can not be eaten by anyone as part of a healthy balanced diet.'


Ann Muller, owner of 'the Lizard-based 'Ann's Pasties' (NO thank YOU!) added;

 'My neighbour is 92 years old and he eats pasties regularly. It's not done him any harm'.

A spokesman for the Department of Health has praised the Royal Cornwall Hospitals Trust for solving the problem of 'bed-blocking' so imaginatively.

Juanito Sánchez September 15th. 2018

 










Saturday, 25 August 2018

Pigs, Patronas and Popes. Man not in Álora heads even further north.

Pigs, patronas and popes. Man not in Álora heads even further north


After 10 weeks of R&R in a very sunny Birmingham Mr. and Mrs Sánchez are happy to announce that our broken bones have now mended sufficiently  to revisit la escena del crimen ( the scene of the crime), Álora. Unfortunately we won't make it back in time to watch La Vuelta de España bicycle race pass through the town on Sunday.

                                   La Vuelta 2015 going through El Chorro

The last time this happened was in 2015 and they didn't have time to stop in any of Álora's many attractive bars for a cold beer and a tapa. This year I am reliably informed that there will be a ten minute break for them all to tuck into a dish of our signature scoff Las Sopas Perotas. That should slow them down a bit.

We can't wait to get back and hear all the news. If it's anything like past years this will mainly be;
  • It's been SO hot this summer
  • A bar has shut down
  • A bar has opened
  • Someone has died.
It's been pretty hot here in Birmingham too. I've only had to mow the lawn once in 10 weeks.

We shall be back in time for the second biggest event of the year in Álora, The Romería, which kicks off on Sunday  when our Patrona, La Virgen de las Flores is carried down from El Convento up on the Ardales road, where she has spent the last twelve months, to the Parroquía (parish church) down in La Plaza Baja de La Despedía (Bottom Square). I hope someone's looked at the timing of these two important  events, particularly at the Fuente de la Mania roundabout where both routes cross. I'm only saying....

La Patrona arriving in La Plaza Baja

Her Special Day, El Día de la Virgen, is the 8th September but for us the big day is the first Sunday after El Día de la Virgen, which this year is September 9th. That's when her special attendants, who happen to live next door to us, put her on a little cart covered in flowers, attach a couple of giant cows and pull her up Calle Atrás to La Plaza de la Fuente Arriba (The Top Square) There a big procession starts off and heads very slowly to the Convento de las Flores. It involves a lot of drinking and eating and people on horses and when it arrives at the Convent there's a big party in the dusty searing heat. (It has never be known to rain !)


'Sty-high: pigs outnumber people in Spain as demand for pork soars'     Guardian newspaper 22nd August 2018

 It will come as no suprise to anyone that there is a lot of pork in Spain.
According to Spain's Environment Ministry there are now 50 million pigs in Spain which outnumbers the human population by 3.5 millions. The Daily Telegraph had a similar story on 19th. August but their headline read;

'Slaughtered Spanish Pigs Now Outnumber Spaniards.'
 
and they quote the same number - 50 million.

 Now there seems to a bit of a discrepancy here. I would be a bit worried if live pigs outnumbered the human population. Have you read Animal Farm?


                                                 'Four legs good. Two legs bad'

You'd think that five million dead pigs wouldn't seem so much of a threat, especially if you like sausages, but not a bit of it (as Robert Robinson used to say). 4 million tonnes of pork products a year are creating serious environmental problems and Spain is only the second highest consumer of pork in Europe.


                                                                'Not a bit of it!'

Greenpeace has published a pamphlet entitled 'The Unsustainable  Meat Footprint in Spain'. In Spain 'meat' usually means pork, except when it's ham which, apparently, is a vegetable.


 All these pigs managed to leave behind them 86 million tons of carbon dioxide 60 million cubic metres of slurry and they drank 48 million cubic metres of water in the process.
 '¿Y a mi qué? 

 They don't smell too good either. I never remember to shut all the car windows as we approach the La Serrana gasolinera on the way to Málaga.
The question we should all be asking ourselves is;
'Why don't they sell pork pies in Spain?'
You have to go to Iceland down in the English Protecorate (Costa del Sol) to score a Melting Melton Mowbray Mouthful.

Who da Pope?
                       The real pope with The Coptic Pope. (real pope on the left).

 No stay in the Uk would be complete without a visit to the provinces and so last week Mrs. Sánchez and I packed our (still valid) British passports and headed Up North to visit mi cuñada (my sister-in- law and Mrs.S's sister) in Oldham which used to be in Lancashire but has moved to Geater Manchester for safety.

                                                                    Oldham

Mrs. S's sister has recently joined our 'Fracture Club' which now includes Mr. and Mrs. Sánchez, (broken wrist, broken ankle), Colin the Carer (broken shoulder), Mrs. S's sister (broken shoulder) and the wife of a friend who also lives in Oldham (broken arm.). 

While we were there a number of Oldhamers told us proudly  that their far from fair town is about to become home to 'The Coptic Pope', (Pope Tawadros 2nd. of Alexandria)

Now, everyone knows that the real pope is visiting Ireland at the moment and has no intention of leaving his cushy pitch in Rome but The Coptic Pope is, apparently,  taking advantage of the depressed property prices in Oldham to establish his HQ. in the former Oldham Convent.


                                      The Istitute of Our Lady of Mercy, Oldham.
                                                         (Werneth Grange)
                                                            £850,000 ono.

There used to be 6 Catholic nuns at the convent and they ran a primary school. Our daughter went there for a short time until we realised you had to pay fees. The nuns have grown old or died and there is a world wide shortage of nuns at the moment. The real pope decided it wasn't economically viable to keep the convent open and nobody in Oldham could afford to pay the school fees so the Sisters of Mercy have departed and gone to Salford.
Werneth Grange is one of Oldham's Grade 2 listed buildings. I can't remember the name of the other one. I think old Tawadros has scooped up a bargain.

There's even another Pope of Alexandria, Pope Theodore 2nd. This must have led to a lot of friction and confusion in Alexandria over the years, with mail going astray, invitations to weddings and stag nights going to the wrong address etc. Let's hope the move to Oldham will help matters.
                            'Listen, pal, this town ain't big enough for the both of us'

The fourth and last pope (so far) is Pope Peter 3rd. of Palmaria which is a small village in the West Riding of Yorkshire.

See you in Álora.

Juanito Sánchez 25th. August 2018