IT is in Spain today, Madrid to be exact. A lovely city, despite the pickpockets. You've got to love a place that believes in afternoon siestas and partying into the wee hours of the morning.
I had a little nut tree,
Nothing would it bear
But a silver nutmeg,
And a golden pear;
The King of Spain's daughter
Came to visit me,
And all for the sake
Of my little nut tree.
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