"Broken bones, bad cuts, cacti... mass bee stings...." Here both he and Pepa chortle as though at an inside joke. Listen, they love their brother-in-law fiercely, but this thing with bees is pretty funny.

Pepa brings the tea and its various accoutrements, as well as a plate with a few small balls of fried bread that smell faintly of savoury cheese, and sits next to Bruno. The family resemblance is clear, especially their eyes.

"Not a lot of people find this village. You must be really lucky or really lost," she jokes.