Sunday lunch...

We all had lunch with a few hundred other people yesterday, courtesey of Albir which is the town currently in fiesta mode. The paella was an inland version; rabbit, chicken and snails - it was superb! Washing up was a bit of a problem though....











First you cook




Then after serving, you scrub..(yes that is a floor polishing machine in there!)..









Then you rinse,








oil the pan...










and then finally put it away in your handy hidey hole.


In the evening we stayed up for a fantastic midnight firework display too. Two weeks ago it was all at Altea, last week it was fiesta time in La Nucia and this week it is Albir. It's a very loud month, is August. Great fun for most of us, though Amy Jo had her hands over her ears and her eyes tightly closed as the ash rained down and the thunder flashes shook the ground. She wouldn't listen to our "Ooohs" and "Aaaahs" nor give in to any of our encouragement. She acted more like a whipped dog. Amazingly she was nearly asleep by the end of it! She'll tell us she saw it all and enjoyed it when she gets up this morning. It's a world of make-believe for her at the minute!