The illiberal count and a land of wine and potatoes
Given the nature of my early trips to Spain, in February half terms, the land had a bleached feeling to it. If we were getting all anthropomorphising it was as if the life force had retreated into the earth, leaving brittle straws of grass and naked branches. I remember the same crossing from valley top to valet top in South Wales in my youth. We are going up a valley that reminds me of my early visits. Fields in the valley floor and then scrub as the slopes take the land away. Ahead of us is Romanones. They got a count so let's talk about him. Alvaro de Figueroa was the son of Ignacio Figueroa y Mendieta, a millionaire whose dad had owned a fortune from mining companies, and Ana de Torres y Romo, daughter of the Marquis of Villamejor. He got a law degree in Madrid [1885] and began his accent to power by joining the Congress of Deputies in 1888 for the Liberals. Think Whig Party rather than the party of David Steele. He seems to have been an argumentative chap w...