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What a pourer you are.

What happened to the cider behind the photograph? It ended up spilled in the garden.

We took the photo at eleven in the morning;

It wasn't time to start drinking, and more so with the working day right after. «If you drink, don't show up», what would the General Directorate of News Presenters say... That must be taken to the letter.

But summer is here to make amends. With four children, I guess hobbies are a utopia... Yes, family demands are so intense that I barely have time.

I read occasionally and furtively and watch very little television. Don't tell me you don't listen to music either.

Are we mishearing? Yes, man, music yes.

I'm interested in everything from country or folk to electronics or copla.

But the same thing happens to me as with television series or books.

I almost always avoid what is in fashion at the time.

Let's see if you have turned out to be anti-system...Marketing has the opposite effect of what it intends.

Although I end up coming back later and I end up liking it. And how is a talking head good at sports?

Do we pass? I usually run to try to be in shape and little else.

And I don't follow it on television.

Except for Romário, I have never been interested in football.

And sometimes that's a downside, because it's always useful for conversation.

On a trip to Chechnya, some children recited the line-up of Sporting de Gijón, which was then in the First Division.

For a man from Oviedo, it was a very hard blow. With four children, do you and your wife stand up or are you going to turn the country's pyrrhic birth rate upside down? We stand up, yes.

We are already entertained enough. And despite such a hustle and bustle, they tell me that something does cook.

I prepare three or four dishes well.

Rice, tripe, of course the bean stew, although it does not have much merit.

I'm not bad at that kind of solid, spoony stuff.

But what I like the most are the sea urchins, the oricios, which have always been eaten in Asturias, and which seem to me to be a better delicacy even than caviar. What was a nine-year-old boy doing inventing newspapers with the Olivetti of his mother and writing about the fall of the Berlin wall?

Were you a genius or a freak? I remember listening to this type of news in the bulletins of Radio Nacional and beginning to have a certain perception of what was going on around me.

That was one of the first news that I was aware of. When I was just a kid, Superman and his alter ego, Clark Kent, had a lot to do with his journalistic vocation.

Now that you know the sewers and honeys of the trade, do you maintain that romantic ideal or have you already come face to face with real life? I am not as alarmist as many journalists who predict that the sector is failing everywhere.

But I also didn't like that romantic ideal of some who believe they are the last bastion of resistance and dignity, who consider themselves the saviors of great values.

We must be aware of the importance that this profession has within an open society and a liberal democracy, but we must not sugarcoat it too much either.

Journalism has to be very technical and cold. Emotions out, then? I think so.

Emotions do not interest me from a professional point of view.

Putting adjectives and mixing the emotion in the information to reach the viewer seems like a trap to me,

a shortcut and a trick.

The emotion of a journalist is not worth more than the emotion of a plumber or an architect. Recently, in the newscast you presented from the border with Ukraine, while you were speaking in Russian with a refugee family, Twitter almost fell into applause.

Does a journalist seem so exotic to us narrating the news from the

kilometer 0

from the actuality?

Shouldn't that be normal? Sure.

Of course, the applause is appreciated, but we live in constant sentimentality, in a hyperexcited society, and everything that comes from Twitter must be taken at a distance;

it tends to lead to excess, it becomes a bubble and if you end up believing it, both when they exalt you and when they stone you, you can end badly. Shall we end the myth here and now?

Because I don't know if it's because of the tie or the sexy beard, but you have a reputation as the ideal son-in-law... Come on, defects. I have many.

I am quite impatient and messy.

And I usually pay attention only to what interests me.

I am also a great shy;

that is a hindrance at times, but it helps because it leads to contention.

And that, in times of social networks and overexposure, can be an advantage.

Before dropping anchor in the newscast, you were a correspondent for four years in Moscow and another as many in Washington.

What a Cold War... In Russia it was more extreme.

The language and the climate mark a great distance, the darkness, the gestures, the way the neighbor communicates, the supermarket cashier... Everything seemed hostile to me.

When I arrived in the United States, the opposite happened to me: people greet you on the street without knowing you, they smile at you, they tell you how beautiful your shirt is.

And coming from Moscow, that kindness was even too aggressive for me.

But you end up adapting, internalizing those codes on one side of the Ocean and the other. In both cases he had to move with the family in tow.

The life of the correspondent, is it better single? I am lucky that my wife adapts very easily, she likes new environments,

he enjoys those opportunities, he finds a job, he is a determined person.

I have known cases in which the couple does not adapt and that ends with the return to the country of origin.

If you're single, maybe you won't see a doctor for two years;

with children you are constantly at the doctor.

You know parents, you know schools... A correspondent doesn't work eight hours;

he has to constantly have stimuli to refine his point of view and then offer it to the viewer. And overnight, they sit him down in Madrid behind the news desk.

His adventure is over, but he has to admit that in Spain he doesn't get bored either, because what a farce... Well, yes.

Politics has been fragmenting, atomizing and

I have known cases in which the couple does not adapt and that ends with the return to the country of origin.

If you're single, maybe you won't see a doctor for two years;

with children you are constantly at the doctor.

You know parents, you know schools... A correspondent doesn't work eight hours;

he has to constantly have stimuli to refine his point of view and then offer it to the viewer. And overnight, they sit him down in Madrid behind the news desk.

His adventure is over, but he has to admit that in Spain he doesn't get bored either, because what a farce... Well, yes.

Politics has been fragmenting, atomizing and

I have known cases in which the couple does not adapt and that ends with the return to the country of origin.

If you're single, maybe you won't see a doctor for two years;

with children you are constantly at the doctor.

You know parents, you know schools... A correspondent doesn't work eight hours;

he has to constantly have stimuli to refine his point of view and then offer it to the viewer. And overnight, they sit him down in Madrid behind the news desk.

His adventure is over, but he has to admit that in Spain he doesn't get bored either, because what a farce... Well, yes.

Politics has been fragmenting, atomizing and

he has to constantly have stimuli to refine his point of view and then offer it to the viewer. And overnight, they sit him down in Madrid behind the news desk.

She has finished the adventure, but she has to admit that in Spain he doesn't get bored either, because what a farce... Well, yes.

Politics has been fragmenting, atomizing and

he has to constantly have stimuli to refine his point of view and then offer it to the viewer. And overnight, they sit him down in Madrid behind the news desk.

She has finished the adventure, but she has to admit that in Spain he doesn't get bored either, because what a farce... Well, yes.

Politics has been fragmenting, atomizing and

tweeting

, we are not going to fall off the cherry.

Intoxication and propaganda have always existed, and Trump is a very clear representative of that very intelligent use of social networks that has ended up spreading to all parties;

that leads to a simplification of the messages that has great risks. Have they made it difficult for you in some interviews?

For example, Pedro Sanchez.

One, two, three, answer again….I admire people who do live interviews well.

It is not the field in which I feel most comfortable. Your Honors are often silent. A live interview is a very tough challenge.

The Spanish politician knows perfectly the ins and outs of communication and tries to take as little risk as possible, while the interviewer tries to make headlines.

And that sometimes turns into a dialogue of breams.

What is the most difficult moment you have experienced on television?

Shoot. When we did the TV news from the border with Ukraine, there was one minute left for the direct one.

Right behind us there was a group of refugees and a child began to choke on a Chupa Chups.

We all went crazy, turned him upside down, hit him on the back... and thought he was dead.

And a few seconds before entering the ball came out and the child began to cry.

I remember it with great anguish, with great terror, but also with great relief.

and we thought he was dying.

And a few seconds before entering the ball came out and the child began to cry.

I remember it with great anguish, with great terror, but also with great relief.

and we thought he was dying.

And a few seconds before entering the ball came out and the child began to cry.

I remember it with great anguish, with great terror, but also with great relief.

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