Silent Sunday

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Silent Sunday

Compromising my Principles

The other day (well actually over a month ago - whoops!) when I picked them up from dancing, the girlies told me they were going to be dancing in a display in the local park with their class mates.  In two weeks time. 


The following week when I collected them, I popped in to find out the details for the Saturday morning.  A former pupil of the Academy had come to ask if they'd be willing to perform in aid of ...




Wait for it ...




The International Day of Life - or the anti abortionists.  Well, as I've always been a pro-choice sort of girl, I was somewhat shocked.  I was really not happy with them showing support for something that went against my principles, but the performance was to be held the following day, and I didn't want to let the girls down either.  So the show went on.


I wish I'd known about this at the very start of the negociations, or even a few days before.  I should have had my own one woman protest with a t-shirt advocating the right to choose.


So many years fighting the right to emancipation for women destroyed.

¡Viva San Isidro!

Romeria San Isidro Labrador, 2012 Virgen del Camino

Leaving the Church

The 15th of May is the day of San Isidro Labrador, the patron saint of peasants and field workers. He is also the Patron of my village.  Here they celebrate him on the Saturday closest to the 15th, which was the 12th this year.  So bright and early on Saturday morning San Isidro was taken from the church to the Hermita of Santa Filomena at Casa Colora.

San Isidro

Another Interpretation of San Isidro

This year the procession had to take a different route, as the Guardia Civil weren't very happy about the previous route.  So off went San Isidro to bless the local fields.  I cheated this year and went to the Casa Colora by car, as I'd forgotten to put sun cream on and still hadn't fed the animals.  I arrived there before the procession, and was able to see them arrive - all in good spirits and some more spirited than others!!






Meanwhile they had prepared the fires to cook the sausages, chorizo and morcilla that was to be handed out to all the participants

Hermita Santa Filomena

The band carried on playing

the people carried on dancing ...

the Jota

So, after the mass the Almuerzo was served, more wine and beer drunk and the procession returned to the village where the paella was being prepared

After lunch there was a few cubatas, games of football, dancing, karaoke and I took the oppourtunity to sneak (or not) a few pics of some of the participants 

There are also a lot more photos on my Flickr page if you are interested.


So, for another year


¡Viva San Isidro!  


¡Viva La Virgen del Camino!

Silent Sunday

My Ruffle Beach Bag

Well, its not often that I blog twice in one day.   But as I've just finished this, I need to show you.  It started life out as a cloth Lidl bag - a bit ugly and only for emergency use.  You know, when there are no bags in the car boot because they are all in the kitchen drawer.  


The girlies came back from their dad's with some new 3/4 trousers (from the market - so cheapies) that their Aunty had bought them.  There was no way they were EVER going to wear them, so into the charity box they went.  Then, I came across this tutorial and had a lightbulb moment.


The bright summer colours put me in mind of a beach bag, and as I find it really hard to source material here - and it is so expensive to order from overseas.  I decided to have a go.  Resulting in....

As this is my first ever real effort at sewing anything, I am really pleased with how it's turned out.  Especially as I also taught myself to plait with four strands.  Google it - there'll be a tute that works for you.

Girlie #1 hates it obviously -sighs.

So, it WILL be accompanying us on every single trip to the beach.  Especially when we go with friends!!

And here it is again loaded up with two big beach towels and plenty of room to spare.


Next sewing project is going to be some quilting, if I can just pluck up the courage to make the first cut into the material - oops.