Semana Cultural

We got back from Juviles last weekend after a week of wilting in the heat and enjoying the highlights of the Fiesta and the preceding Semana Cultural or cultural week. Highlights included old men eating fritters. Or not really eating fritters, so much as sitting back and admiring them.

Although a lot of the "events" were comically underwhelming and eccentric, it was brilliant. Juviles, with only 200 people, has a smaller population than many blocks of flats, and for the village to hold dozens of little events plus at least two whole night-long parties (I say "at least" because we left for Malaga before it was over) was really quite something. There were activities specifically for little kids, old folks and what I tend to think of as normal people, i.e. of my age, but most events had something for everyone. The Fiesta last Friday in particular was an extraordinary mix, with everything from a bouncy castle and kids' fancy dress to dancers in schoolgirl outfits that would make the hot sixth-formers in St. Trinian's look positively frumpy.

Best fancy dress by far was a little girl of about six dressed as a traditional Spanish abuela or grandma. Grey hair, black dress, pinny, walking stick, and the killer detail, pop socks with one rolled up and one down. This is not a great shot (from the ayuntamiento here), but this is her with some pals: She won the "most convincing abuela" competition, with the ladies below coming second and third. They were furious, as you might imagine, and the atmosphere on the winners' podium was sour.

Coming soon to this blog, the ropey "Medieval Market", several bands, and the adult education group's handicraft exhibition. Sorry I don't have any pictures of the sexy dancing girls, but I somehow forgot where my camera was when they were on.

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