And so, dear friends, as this prose lumbers inexorably towards its dénouement, I really must give the weather a mention and, through gritted teeth, the British media. OK, I’ll admit the weather wasn’t as brilliant as it usually is in La Tania, where we usually expect bluebird days and consistent snow from early December until at least mid-April. Normally, the problem is getting rid of the stuff around the chalets before we disappear under its ever-increasing depth. This is why…

And so, dear reader, I suppose I must mention the guests. Now, what happens in La Tania stays in La Tania of course, so scope for scandal is limited. Anyway, they are by and large quite a staid bunch and overwhelmingly lovely. Of all the guests we had in all four chalets, we had only one group who made life difficult for their hosts and this was fomented by the less-than-acceptable behaviour of one of the team to whom we…