Fiesta De San Jose

Fiesta of San Jose is this weekend in our village. It is a very boisterous four days of partying, last night the band was still playing at 6.00am. With a population if 912 the important jobs are hotly defended, so how we ended up with a rocket man who is a secret pyromaniac, and a mayor who is a closet DJ, I will never know. Strangely the women have no jobs, and at fiesta time they go to the bar where there is no closing time and wonder why they only go once a year.

There has been much to photograph and I am so lucky to be part of this very Spanish life. I don't really want to point a camera, it makes me feel like a passenger in a car watching from the window and really I want to join in.

Tomorrow I am out to lunch with an outlaw biker mob in the city, my husband and I will be the only English there, I will try and take photographs, but if you never hear form me again; please assume the worst.

And how does the band sound? Like a never ending loop of The Wrong Trousers!