Another exciting weekend on the Rock starting with a Mini Dash.
They didn’t look to be dashing to me, but the local Mini Club which started a few years ago, organised its second dash around the Rock on Saturday.
They all lined up in Casemates and then proceeded in a stately fashion up Main Street. I tried to catch them up via Irish Town but was tooooo sloooow. Just as well I caught them at the start.
Next up, Sunday morning and a walk (definitely not a dash either) part way up the Rock to show our friends from Seattle part of the old town and take a local footpath up to an early 20th century gun battery at Devil’s Gap.
It’s one of my favourite walks in Gib (apart from the steps at the beginning) even though it is a there and back walk rather than a loop. You can loop around the roads on the Upper Rock but it involves lots more climbing and doesn’t really fit the heading of easy Sunday morning walk.
These steps are reminiscent of the red, white and blue kerbstones in Northern Ireland that proclaim their British nationality. Just behind Sofia you can see EIIR standing for Elizabeth II Regina. (Queen Elizabeth the Second – you know the one, just had a Diamond Jubilee).
We were blessed with a Levanter cloud over the rock, so no hot sun, and a lovely breeze. It was so lovely I thought I might get blown off the path at one point.
In winter the path can be quite treacherous, turning to mud, and the stones becoming extremely slippery. On top of that sometimes the path gets eroded. But summer is good and it seemed as though some maintenance work had been done as there was lots of what looked like new gravel.
Although as we were coming back down the final steps, one woman coming up told us to watch the slippery gravel near the edge of the path so we didn’t fall down the Rock. Hmmmm. People with vertigo really don’t need to hear that sort of advice. They have that locked onto automatic pilot in their brain all the time.
Here are more photos from the path from a post I wrote a few years ago.
The battery had been tidied up since we last went, rubbish cleared out and mostly painted up, with the guns looking very smart and graffiti free. Our friends decided to emulate Gib monkeys and clamber around the place.
Back down and we decided to try out a new coffee/wine bar next to the court house, surprisingly called Jurys. Or Jury’s probably. Otherwise it would be Juries would it not?
It’s on Main Street and has been amazingly busy since it opened. We were extremely adventurous and had expresso, coke, americano and hot chocolate. I didn’t pay so I have no idea of the price, but the espresso was £1.45. A blueberry pancake wandered past and looked rather nice, although it isn’t the sort of thing I would eat. Heinz baked beans on toast cost £3.25 I think. That did stick in my mind. A tin of baked beans and two pieces of toast!!!!! They also do a vegetarian breakfast which read all right on the menu and came in at £5.25 I think. No idea what they provide at lunchtime.
I actually thought the atmosphere inside was a bit soulless. Not that it mattered because the company was good so we made our own atmosphere. But the place has recently been totally refurbed before opening (previously a small silver jewellery shop) and had I been doing it, I would have gone for a rather more olde worlde atmosphere.
And then we went our separate ways back to our respective flats to carry out domestic chores. In my case it was cooking. For those of you who have read my post on obesity and BMI on Clouds – what does a woman with the BMI of an Ethiopian/Bangladeshi eat for Sunday lunch?
This is cauliflower (blanched) and greens (raw) covered with a mix of fresh green onions, garlic, olives, parsley, and oyster mushrooms, sauteed lightly in olive oil. I made a sauce in the same pan using olive oil, flour, part veg stock and part soya milk to pour in the cauliflower dish – I would have said on top of but I didn’t make that much, so it sat on the bottom.
Served with roast potatoes (par-boiled first and then the outsides forked to make little crispy ridges). Cooked in olive oil in the oven – good use of electricity as using the oven for finishing both dishes. Preceded by the inevitable salad – green leaves, cucumber, yet more olives, and beetroot.
I don’t like cauliflower – or any other veg – in cheese sauce, it is just too sickly and heavy. But this was good. I’d not used the
setas oyster mushrooms before in this recipe and they worked well. All the flavours came out nicely without any one dominating.
Worth a try if you like some of those ingredients, and you can always add a different sauce. The other variation is to add tomato in the sauce (fresh, peeled and chopped) which I normally use, but I didn’t have enough in the fridge. I’d definitely make it this way again though.
And finally, a recent poll by the so-called leading Spanish think tank Real Instituto Elcano, found that 60% of Spaniards thought that Gibraltar had little or nothing to do with Spain’s foreign policy.
That’s easy isn’t it? Slightly more than half think it is not a big issue. Half of what? Half of a thousand people polled. Well, that’s really statistically significant isn’t it?
According to EuroMesCo:
The Real Instituto Elcano (Elcano Royal Institute) is a private entity, independent of both the Public Administration and the companies that provide most of its funding. It was established, under the honorary presidency of HRH the Prince of Asturias, on 2 December 2001 as a forum for analysis and debate on international affairs and particularly on Spain’s international relations. Its output aims to be of use to Spain’s decision-makers, both public and private, active on the international scene. Its work should similarly promote the knowledge of Spain in the strategic scenarios in which the country’s interests are at stake.
Interesting one. Independent of the companies that provide most of the funding? Really?
From El Mundo (Spanish national daily newspaper):
El 60% de los españoles opina que el contencioso de Gibraltar tiene poca importancia o nada en el conjunto de la política exterior de nuestro país.
And from the comments on the El Mundo article:
Gibraltal es una mierda, pero de España. Los llanitos son unas cuantas mierdas, pero, aunque renegados y vendidos, de España.
For those of you who don’t speak Spanish – Gibraltar is shit but it’s Spanish, (or it belongs to Spain, however you want to translate). Llanitos (Gibraltarians) are a lot of shits, but they belong to Spain, even though, they are renegades and sold.
You get the drift, anyone wanting to make a better translation, feel free.
That sort of attitude is why most Gibraltarians do not want Spanish sovereignty. I’ve lost count of the number of Gibraltarians who have said (rightly or wrongly) that they would be rounded up and put in concentration camps if Gib was returned to Spain. I joke not.
Here is a link in English about the same story from MercoPress, a South Atlantic News Agency. Just as Gibraltar follows the Falklands political situation, clearly they follow ours.
Readers may remember that I posted earlier about Spain whining about Gibraltar when it should be getting its own house in order, the same as Kirchner, of Argentina, whining about the Falklands when they have a few domestic problems. It seems commenters on the above website have the same view. It seems most of the people in the poll have the same view.
And, while I think 1000 votes is no more than a snapshot, it is better than nothing. Now I wonder how many people in that poll came from La Linea, worked in Gib, and took home three or four hundred euros a week courtesy of Gib? Because I know they don’t want the status quo to change.
[well, it started off as a light-hearted cheery post]