Tim's 30th birthday on Mallorca

There's an array of home-baked treats - traditional Mallorcan ensaimadas, nutty muffins, rye breads - arranged alongside platefuls of ham and cheese, trays of fruit like you find in grocers' and vats of freshly pressed orange and grapefruit juice. Tim's eyes are bright with excitement.

It's his 30th birthday and we are celebrating with a 'Mediterranean Morning' spa package at Belmond La Residencia, Deia, a glorious sprawl of a five-star beneath the Serra de Tramuntana mountain range on Mallorca off Spain. Tumbling away beneath us is a terraced valley of orange and lemon groves. Bleak sunburnt summits rise above. 'Artists' town' Deia helter skelters up and down a hillock opposite - a colourful tapestry of terracotta 'fincas' and riotous bougainvillea.

Our package starts with breakfast, and we while away a couple of hours savouring pancakes with berries (and more than a few of the above-mentioned treats). Then it's on to the spa: we follow a maze of pathways that ramble through preened greenery, up little stairwells and past secluded seating areas for two. Inside, the spa smells of essential oils: heavenly. There's an indoor pool flooded with warm light from outside, and beyond, a private patio with two deck chairs that we will enjoy after our massages and peelings. Needless to say, we emerge from our treatments feeling like new-born babies with skin that has never been softer. Perhaps just the ticket for a chap who has just turned 30!

Then the swimming pool tempts us: we have it, in its high-ceilinged glory, all to ourselves. Later, relaxing on the patio, we feel like millionaires in a private retreat. There's a jacuzzi with views down to the valley and along to the turquoise Mediterranean. Birdsong and the rustling of the hotel's own donkeys cacophony around in the shaded space beneath a gnarled olive tree. It's a lovely touch when one of the staff comes along with chilled cups of cherries for us mid-afternoon. After a fresh mint tea (me) and homemade ice tea (Tim), and a plateful of white chocolate and almond pralines, we reluctantly drag ourselves away. But our weekend on Mallorca isn't over: there is dinner at sea-view La Terrazza in Port Adriano (we shared a platter of sea bass and scorpion fish), swimming/ beach at Camp del Mar and lots of reading by the pool at Tim's parents heavenly apartment to look forward to. Just a shame we only booked four days off...

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