Bloomin' loonies!

Crazy celebrations last night. Jan and I went out at 11pm and came in at 2am after a festive time with the local pyromaniacs. You know, we can't sell home made cakes and pies in our shops in England due to EU regulations, and we can't call our chocolate chocolate and no one else is allowed to make champagne but the French...but when it comes to dangerous fireworks and the health, safety and comfort of others you can forget EU regulations and standards. This is Spain and traditional things are not easily influenced by European policies! The idea is to get under the spray from the Catherine wheels and dodge the gushing showers from the 'white monks' who run around creating chaos for an hour and a half with various hand held or stick mounted fireworks. Running through the narrow streets of Alfaz amid drums, crackers and screaming people aged from four to seventy four is the most amazing thing we've done in Spain so far. Take a look at these tasters.....