The Partido Popular has got to be the Dallas (as in J.R.’s, not Jerry Jones’s) of the Spanish political scene. It is by far the best political show in the country, unless, that is, you like a bunch of bitter men in tweeds grumbling about one another incessantly, and then you can do no better than Esquerra.  But if you can’t get enough of treachery, corruption, and yes, ladies, or at least, one lady who is rather easy on the eye, then the PP has been where it’s at for …