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Tillings temporary stage was graced with the dancing troupe
from Columbia. The mayor introduced Msr Ortega who read
out a paper telling us where Columbia was.

The stage was dressed in veridian plastic and the shadows of the
plane trees were ultramarine. The band were dressed in acid
yellow shirts and black trousers; very nice. The dancers were
various; girls in blues, orange, green with top skirts that sparkle,
the blokes in white trousers and shirts. Waistbands in dull red
and hats of straw. They all whirl and twirl and the girls have
disconcertingly white M and S type knickers.

The music is great and the dancing charming.

Three little angelic faced girls with long tumbly blonde curls are
in the meantime scrambling under the stage. They are in pink
and white bits of contemporary clothing and are beginning to
upstage the pros. I so regret my lack of camera, it would be
such a cool shot. So I was pleased when I saw Therese, the
lady who takes the photies for the local rag, get up and head
towards them - but alas, she is telling them off and asking them
to sit down.

Drat.

The dancers change to the disco version, girls in short black
cossies with frilly edges of green, red, orange, white and gold
and boys in black swirly capes made of spangles and net,
featuring a bib affair and a sparkly headdress with elastic backs.
They whirl and twirl a great deal and heave each other about.

There is no stopping the pink and white sisters now, they are
dancing with the troupe so the adults get up and join in. Its
all very happy and good hearted. I got an achy face from smiling.

Tomorrow at 5.00 its Tchoukotkas turn which we think is Eskimo.
Hope so; they were fantastic at the launch last night.
Afterwards its the viewing at l'espace d'art, Rennes-les-bains,
dont forget - first knees-up of the summer.