Sunday, 7 September 2014
Postcard from Mallorca
Wish you were here....
We like...
Restaurant Siller - so good we went back! the best fillet steaks ever
Il Angelo - Good Italian with very good pizzas
El Posito - A new find. Beaten only by Siller.Tuna was divine....
Restaurant Tribeca - very good food well priced - lovely Salmon
Buddha Bar - strange but generous measures!!!!
Restaurant in Pollensa old town - can't remember the name but fondly recall the exquisite roast kid and generous brandies!
We think is OK ..
Bella Roma - Good no frills solid Italian
El Meson - good for snacks but disappointingly average Tapas in the evening
Swing Bar - nice draught beer (Cana)
We don't like ...
Tolos Restaurant - food was OK but the service was dreadful
We like...
Restaurant Siller - so good we went back! the best fillet steaks ever
Il Angelo - Good Italian with very good pizzas
El Posito - A new find. Beaten only by Siller.Tuna was divine....
Restaurant Tribeca - very good food well priced - lovely Salmon
Buddha Bar - strange but generous measures!!!!
Restaurant in Pollensa old town - can't remember the name but fondly recall the exquisite roast kid and generous brandies!
We think is OK ..
Bella Roma - Good no frills solid Italian
El Meson - good for snacks but disappointingly average Tapas in the evening
Swing Bar - nice draught beer (Cana)
We don't like ...
Tolos Restaurant - food was OK but the service was dreadful
Saturday, 6 September 2014
Summer gathering
Ah my fine Amigos!
How was your summer?..... hopefully you have embraced the Funbus ethos and overindulged in fine libations, rich provender and joyful companionship.
Rest assured - we have!
The illustrious houses of Bishop and Smithington decamped for the summer once again to the delightful little island of Mallorca and the welcoming Puerto Pollensa.
The island is a cornucopia of influences and cultures and this inspired me to do a little research. With apologies to those fine historians and researchers who are far more knowledgeable than I,here is my potted history of the island.....
How was your summer?..... hopefully you have embraced the Funbus ethos and overindulged in fine libations, rich provender and joyful companionship.
Rest assured - we have!
The illustrious houses of Bishop and Smithington decamped for the summer once again to the delightful little island of Mallorca and the welcoming Puerto Pollensa.
The island is a cornucopia of influences and cultures and this inspired me to do a little research. With apologies to those fine historians and researchers who are far more knowledgeable than I,here is my potted history of the island.....
It all began back in the 8th century BC when those
devilishly clever Phoenician seafarers landed and paced the island under Carthaginian
rule
The Romans kicked their asses and took over after the 2nd
Punic war around 123 BC. Interestingly the local soldiers were valued for their
skill with slings and they ruled with impunity until 427, when Mr Gunderic esq.
and his unruly chums, the Vandals took over only for those devious Romans to
grab it back in 465
Then in 534 it was the turn of the Byzantine Empire to assume control
which it did magnificently until irksome Muslim raiders made such a nuisance of
themselves that Charlemagne himself was petitioned to help in 707.
Unrest continued until around 902 when no less than that illustrious Arab,
Issam al-Khawlani conquered the island and put it under Moorish control under
the auspices of the Emirate of Cordoba. There then ensued peace, order and
prosperity. But like all good things, it had to come to an end and a decadent
period started when the Taifa of Denia took over in 1015 and then the island
lapsed into independence from 1087 to 1114.
It was then the turn of the Catalans to move in, led by the grandly
titled Ramon Berenguer the third; Count
of Barcelona. Having captured the island, Ramon had a few issues at home so
had to bid adios to Mallorca and the Moors stepped back in until 1229 when it
swung back to the Catalans again when King James 1st of Aragon
invaded on September 8-9th (....he probably waited until the school holidays
were over so his soldiers were back from holiday).
As with all those Royal dysfunctional dynasties, the family members
fought, conspired and slaughtered each other over the ensuing centuries.
Forming and breaking various alliances with other similarly dysfunctional
families. During this time, such luminaries as the wonderfully named Alfonso
III and Peter III of Aragon; Sancho I of Majorca and another Peter (the fourth –
obviously) ruled over the land.
In the 18th Century, the war of the Spanish Succession and
the Nueva Planta decrees made the
island part of the Baleares province
and sanity prevailed.
All was boring until 1936 when it was time for the Spanish Civil War;
the island was a Nationalist stronghold keen on Franco. August 16th
was a memorable day as the Republicans launched an amphibious landing aimed at
claiming the island. Initially all went well and they managed to get off the
beaches and headed in land (probably looking for restaurant Siller!) only to be
directed back to the beach by a unit of Italian planes with fascist sympathies.
Thereafter it stayed a true Nationalist island and no one invaded until the
1950’s when all hell broke loose as the Brits discovered package holidays.
The rest, as they say, is history!!
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