In the morning we went out to the shops, which were a bit frenzied with people buying up the store. After that we tried to locate Margaret's villa but ended up a one way path to nowhere.
As we were about to have lunch, the mobile rang and it was Margaret. Hewr directions to the villa were useless - "It's near a broken fence and some netting." This could be anywhere! We told her to stand on the road and in a couple of minutues we were there.
Margaret is not impressed with her villa as she thought it had six bedrooms all available to them. It turns out that three of the bedrooms are in an annexe. There are six in Margaret's party: husnband and wife, Nigel & Margaret, their son Lewis and his fiancee Steph, their other son Martyn, and a family friend, Sam. This requires four bedrooms, but the owner took a booking for six people and assumed two to a bedroom. He then let out the annexe to a German couple. Luckily one of the bedrooms has a small sitting room attached to it, and Sam had a bed moved in there.
Maragret was not impressed with the set up at all. There was no central heating and it was cold at night. There was a huge dog guarding the house and Martyn is allergic to fur. The pool wasn't heated, the TV was all in Spanish, there was not a kettle and worst of all, she couldn't find a corkscrew.
AS shops are shut on New Year's Day she wanted to get some shopping in and also buy a dressing gown for Martyn who feels the cold. In order to help out, as we know where the shops are, Kevin and I took Margaret in to San Isidro.
Unfortunately, Margaret does not like parting with her money, and spent an age looking at different cleaning cloths, gherkins and tissues trying to get the best deal, even asking Kevin to ask the till girl the different prices. Then we went to look for a dressing gown. Being siesta time, most of the shops were shut, and indeed some had shut up early for the next day's holiday. After searching round several shops, including sport shops, as Margaret thought they might just sell dressing gowns there, we found a Chinese store that sold said item.
There were towelling dressing gowns, colourful ones and kimonos. Margaret didnot know which one to buy so a frenzied phone conversation ensued describing all the different styles, sizes and colours. Eventually she emerged with a mock silk kimono in black and gold, size XXL which mjeant the sleeves would be longer and would be better value for money as there was more fabric. All for 15 Euros!
Margaret was also keen to know all the take aways in town and then marched us around in search of menus, which there were none of.
Eventually, some four and a bit hours later, we returned her to the safety of her family, and escaped. But not before the villa's dog decided to stop Kevin leaving by grabbing his ankle as he got in the car.
Back home, we had pesto and goat's cheese tart with fried potatoes on the verandah.
Martyn in his black and gold kimono.
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