Setting the scene:
Vegetarians, look away now:
Quite early, at about 1pm, everybody is enjoying themselves with beer, Tapas, and the odd custard tart:
Living in London, wearing Madeira:
Somebody, somewhere, with a flair for flower arrangements must have been up all night. I often wonder who the nameless ones are, that put their energy into making beautiful things:
The Brass band. I swear that at one point, they were playing the White Cliffs of Dover, but I could be mistaken. An impressive troop:
The jester. I've no idea who this chap was (or even what he was saying), but he appeared to be having a marvellous time, making an ass of himself:
1 comment:
It's "festa" in Portuguese. Sheesh.
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