A rare cool and cloudy day in springtime Costa del Sol. After breakfast Clare did some baking, while I worked on an Easter Week biblical reflection and recorded it. I cooked a couple of big panga fillets for lunch, with basmati rice and an experimental stew of aubergines and carrots with onion. Surprisingly, it turned out better than I thought. Then while Clare had a siesta, I set to work on an Easter Sunday sermon, my last preparatory task of my final week here. Good to get this done before the children arrive, on Friday and Saturday.
In the afternoon we walked down the Paseo Maritime, and did some grocery shopping at the Mercadona on the way back up the hill, stocking up ready for a family weekend. Di rang and sang Happy Birthday to me a week early. Either she heard it incorrectly from someone else, or everyone else has got it wrong. I may find out tomorrow at the coffee morning!
After supper, I watched telly for a while, then tuned in to the Malaga Semana Santa YoouTube live feed. It led to a couple of surprising discoveries about a cofradia based in the Calle Victoria. Its trono of Jesus carrying his cross is unusual in having an arm which moves in a way that makes the sign of the cross. The whole thing weighs 3,600kg, just under three tons, and is carried by 220 men. It's the cofradia of 'Jesus el Rico y Maria Santisima del Amor' He who alone is rich enough to pay the price of the sins of humanity in the devotional language of the church.
Apparently it's a municipal tradition here in Holy Week for a prisoner to be released, as Barabbas was released instead of Jesus. The decision is made a few days beforehand. This year the man to be released is nearing the end of a three year sentence for drug trafficking, and on early release with a leg tag, having learned a trade while incarcerated, so a safer bet than a leal life Barabbas. A nice touch anyway, and occasion when imitating an element of biblical story literally makes a difference to someone's life.
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