I Dance On Your Grave – A Celebration

Once Upon A Time,….The clock struck the twelfth hour, a boom of doom to wake the dead. Fairy godmother splutters, coughs and wheezes, her beating wings extracting yet more much needed air from her lungs drops to the floor, writhing in sheer agony. A metamorphous commences – some unknown and unbecoming force transforms fairy intoContinue reading “I Dance On Your Grave – A Celebration”

A Party On A Chicken’s Lip THE FINAL

The band strikes up.  I’m ousted from my chair I’m in the way as the temporary bar is put together in record time at the back corner of the marquee.  The coloured lights and the live Latin beats entice the first dancers to start jigging.  A group of women in their 60’s cackle call a group ofContinue reading “A Party On A Chicken’s Lip THE FINAL”

A Party On A Chicken’s Lip PART 2

I arrive at the plaza with a good dose of enthusiasm and curiosity.  This is my first fiesta as a new resident of the village. I greet Pedro and his eyebrows raise in what appears to be surprise that I am attending the local shin dig.   Wouldn’t miss it for the world!  Where elseContinue reading “A Party On A Chicken’s Lip PART 2”

A Party on A Chicken’s Lip

To me, being natively English speaking the word ‘Fiesta’ means a smallish economical car made by the Ford Motor Company.  To the Spanish, the word ‘fiesta’ means any excuse to have or as they say, ‘make’ a party!  And, when I say ‘make’ a party….that is exactly what I mean.  They really do make their own fun.Continue reading “A Party on A Chicken’s Lip”