The farmer's strike has been called off, for now, so food is reported to be flooding back into the stores of Buenos Aires. Don't worry if you have already sent, or are planning to send, chocolate - it will find a very good home. When not hoarding tins of preserved goods and dried fruit, we've had a busy week. We went to the Peking Opera to have our eardrums stretched. Not by the singing, of which I happen to be rather fond, but by the inconsiderate Argentineans...

Safely returned to Buenos Aires from Ouyedou Flow* we find that the strikers have been given an ultimatum by Cristina to stop striking, which of course they have so far ignored. Tomorrow is Malvinas** Day, which is a national holiday, and the strikers are holding a massive rally in Playa de Mayo to rally support for their cause. It should be a huge event so while everyone is out waving banners, banging their saucepans and tooting their little horns, we have a c...

After wittering on for most of the winter about the lack of a proper skiing holiday this year, Bri has surprised me (and I suspect himself!) by whisking us off for a trip of a lifetime* after spotting a little ad in the Buenos Aires Herald for 'unusual' skiing destinations. And so we're now in the far south, not far from the South Pole (well it's in the Argentine Antarctic really) enjoying a complete change of weather and scenery. We flew here via Ushuaia and a...

The Argentineans are revolting. Cristine Kirchner, the newly elected glamorous, kohl-loving President suddenly noticed how much money the farmers were making from turning their cattle-grazing fields over to the humble yet far more profitable soya bean and, Gordon Brown-like, decided to increase their taxes ferociously. The farmers roared their disapproval and after weeks of escalating muttering have taken to the roads to make their complaints known.Starting in t...

After the enthralling spectacle of Wales memorably winning both the 6 Nations and the Grand Slam, and without the constant presence of a Mother In Law to brighten up our days with her constant stream of Irish anecdotes, life was always destined to become more boring, and so it came to pass. We signed up for more Spanish lessons with an enthusiastic Spanish woman called Gloria who, we later find out, knows half of Argentina and owns the other half. Quite why she'...