Madrid may not have the best cuisine or shopping in Europe (it's also full of people speaking Spanish, the one language I've never felt any great urge to study - did you know they even lisp Mathrith?), but it is vibrant and packed full of cultural treasures and artworks. I was only there for three days to see my parents over Easter but we managed to fit a lot into that short weekend: paella round the corner from the market; tours of three art galleries and the temporary exhibition of works from the Hermitage; two of the restaurants recommended by the Wallpaper city guide; as many Easter parades as we could stomach. It was cold but sunny, the perfect weather for exploring a city. I even got to sample a chocolate KKK figurine (joke). I thought I'd share with you a few highlights of what I got up to here, no doubt I'll be posting much more detailed photos and thoughts later in the week. Right now I'm going back to bed to work - apparently I never really got over that cold I had last week. Last night's plane journey was the final nail in the coffin; I'm completely deaf on one side and it's a miracle I'm breathing at all.