Primero.

Primero.

First. 

The past 2 weeks has been full of first-times! 

I got something dry cleaned. My vintage leather coat is now not such a bargain...  

I ate at Tierrastur. It's a restaurant that specializes in Asturian food. We had the 45 e meat platter, which basically equated to 5 gammon steaks, 4 beef steaks, 3 giant pork ribs, more pork, black pudding, 2 types of chorizo with half a pepper on the top, which, like a lone vegetarian in a butchers, was rather out of place. Suffice to say not even 5 hungover girls could finish it. 

I found the local cemetery.

I made worksheets, not even worksheet but worksheetS, for my private classes. Despite listening to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory chapter 1 three times in 2 days, it's the most productive I've ever been!  

I've introduced a paper recycling system into the flat (ie. behind the bin, under the sink there's an old bran flake box waiting), broke the news to my flatmate today. 

I've drooled over the first strawberries of the year (to be bought by the caja, box). 

I saw cormorants in the park. 

I discovered XXL Cornettos exist.

I got the shot I've waited months for: