Today's fiesta(s) . . .
Down below the Chapel of the Pilgrim Virgin (or Virgin Pilgrim) waiting for the Mass to end so they can get on with things.
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A rather superior form of Morris dancing, in which the partners are admirably matched for height. And don't have any sticks. |
Try to imagine bagpipes, drums and tambourines. But no violins. Or pianos. |
A very good day to be a florist. These, by the way, were not the smallest costumed bairns. There was at least one be-costumed baby in a push-chair
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More little ones. With their floral offerings. And sauna clothing. |
I'm guessing (cooperative) mother and daughter. The latter has yet to achieve a radiant smile. |
At last the massed pipers! In costumes designed by that crazy English woman who's around 85. |
A slightly disturbing pastiche. See tomorrow's post. |
His mates. Though I've no idea who they represent. Apart from the Devil at the front. Is the second one really a Brazilian footballer, in a dress? |
I'm rather more certain that this is a King and Queen, probably Ferdinand and Isabela, Los Reyes Católicos. After they'd been stretched on the rack.
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