Flamenco June

Little Spain Defies The Elements

Style, Colour and Verve at the Glemsford Fun Day


"Little Spain" - some would say "Little Andalusia" (or even "Andalucia") - first appeared in public in Glemsford at the time of the 2004 Boxing Day revelries at the Black Lion, as an adjunct, or even antidote, to the performances of the Morris Men of Little Egypt and the associated Stour Valley/Little Egypt Mummers.

Those Flamenco performances have rapidly taken on the status of a Glemsford tradition, with repeats in 2005 and 2006.

Therefore it was no surprise, but a very welcome event, that Little Spain performed with all their colour and verve at the 2007 Glemsford Fun Day.

It goes without saying that they went down a storm.

I am indebted to Jackie Coote for this account of another special day in Suffolk.


Earlier accounts of Little Spain:


 
Meet the gang, 'cos the girls are here
 
On Saturday 23 June we danced at the Glemsford Fun Day. It was a quintessentially English scenario - in that it bucketed with rain.
There was great hilarity when the thunder started as we danced. Half way through our performance, the d.j. playing our music asked if we wanted to call it a day. We refused - by then we were drenched, and couldn't have got any wetter. Besides, we were enjoying the challenge.

We watched forked lightning as we danced before a very sparse audience (those with even the remotest survival instinct had run for cover).
I remember wondering which of us was wearing the biggest metal earrings and was likely to be struck down first.

Later, after a few drinks, and when we'd dried out a bit, the rain stopped and the sun made a brief appearance. The field filled with a lot more people and we were asked to repeat our performance for the benefit of those that missed it.
Dancing in less dramatic circumstances felt quite tame.
I've since been told that apparently, the sight of a group of dripping wet women captured the attention and imagination of some of the 'more mature' gentlemen of the village and gave them an interesting topic of conversation later in the pub.

I won't reveal the name of the dancer voted winner of the 'wet flamenco dress competition'! 
The Morris Men always stop when it rains - it rusts their bells, you know 
Personally I use Bridgestone for extra adhesion in the wet 
When I said I thought we needed a conductor, this wasn't quite what I meant  See? I told you it would come out in the end. 

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