I have a memory of being in Spain on holiday as a child with my family just before Franco died in 1975. Despite it being a fascist dictatorship, the Spanish were keen to encourage tourists to come to the costal resorts and the Balearic islands. Brits like us took advantage of the relatively short flying distance to get guaranteed sun, sand, sea and Sangria (and for certain demographics, the other "s", sex - I was only 7 years old, so the Sangria passed me by as well).
Anyway, my Mum and Dad were quite concerned that Franco would snuff it before we were due to fly home and we'd be stuck in Benidorm or wherever it was. In the event, we made it out and Franco shuffled off his mortal coil a few days or weeks later.
My husband’s father was in the Lincoln brigade. He never stopped talking about it until his death at 95 years old. He was honored at a ceremony at the Ritz Carlton in NYC, all expenses paid.
I have a memory of being in Spain on holiday as a child with my family just before Franco died in 1975. Despite it being a fascist dictatorship, the Spanish were keen to encourage tourists to come to the costal resorts and the Balearic islands. Brits like us took advantage of the relatively short flying distance to get guaranteed sun, sand, sea and Sangria (and for certain demographics, the other "s", sex - I was only 7 years old, so the Sangria passed me by as well).
Anyway, my Mum and Dad were quite concerned that Franco would snuff it before we were due to fly home and we'd be stuck in Benidorm or wherever it was. In the event, we made it out and Franco shuffled off his mortal coil a few days or weeks later.
My husband’s father was in the Lincoln brigade. He never stopped talking about it until his death at 95 years old. He was honored at a ceremony at the Ritz Carlton in NYC, all expenses paid.
Generalissimo Francisco Franco is still dead.