The tradition with the wedding party is for everyone, including the bride and groom, to walk up from the village to the ermita which is a steady incline on a rather uneven rough road - not easy in high heels so I am told. It's rather like Christ's last outing to be crucified only all the bride has to carry here is a bunch of roses.

On Sunday evening we had "brass bands" from 3 local villages to play in the Plaza Mayor.

The young flautist above is Lilian, the 11 year old son of our good friends Georges and Annie who are French and live in the village.

There was a most appreciative audience of a few hundred and the young musicians gave the performance all they'd got which made the 3 conductors feel deservedly proud. Lilian is in the centre of this photo too!
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