Had Man U won, Piccadilly Station would be bouncing for days!
Got a car, got lost, finally found Villafranca and our little Cava family; the Rossels. Old Oriel is now 90, Madame Carmen a sparkling seventy something. Adorable lady; we had a great time while the photos were going on. Xato (sounds like 'Chateau') the pug dog played too.
Most Cava comes from mind-bogglingly huge outfits but this is just the family which seems to include those who grew up as extra children for Carmen and now all work in the business. Everyone joins in for a jolly celebratory alfresco party; the wine is now on sale with us. The cellar is old style; stacks of bottles and no machines. They grow all their own grapes for the white but for the pink prefer to buy their red Trapat grapes from the Conca de Barbara region.
Hard to leave.
Meet with Pamela Geddes on the seafront in Sitges. This delightful Scot started out making whisky but fell for Barcelona so switched (via experience in Australia) to wine and makes this delightful dry citrus-y Muscat ++ blend called Perla del Mar from coastal vineyards. Hence the sea link and yes it is a very nice sip, sitting in the setting sun, listening to the surf, trying to read the match report in Catalan ... which was how the long day ended.
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