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On the Bicentenary Fountain in Pinoso: Water, Women, and Memory

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On Sunday, 8 February 2026, Pinoso inaugurated its Bicentenary Fountain — a heartfelt tribute to all the Pinoseros and Pinoseras who came before us. Once again, water flows in the heart of our town square, from a fountain recreated as a faithful replica of the one built at the end of the nineteenth century in what was then known as the Plaza de la Constitución. It also serves as a living homage to the many women who would leave their daily tasks behind to queue patiently with their pitchers around the basin, waiting their turn to carry home the essential water of every day. To honour that memory, a bronze sculpture of a woman water carrier will now stand at this spot, reminding us of those early mornings when filling a pitcher meant far more than a domestic chore — it was an act of life itself, and a moment of connection among neighbours. Originally, the water came from the Encebras springs, channelled through a gallery that supplied the town for generations. Later, when water ran low,...

200 years and all that

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Maggie tells me I should be more explicit. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t mean in a way that would have Nadine Dorries calling for my funding to be cut. No — she simply means more detailed. So, an unusual blog this week: basically, a list for Pinoso people of the things planned to celebrate Pinoso being a town in its own right, without any interference from those Monover@s, for 200 years. Friday 6th February at 6.00 pm In the Font del Canter — that’s the sort of showcase thing in the little square opposite the main door of the Parish Church — there will be an exhibition that promises to be more than just facts: a look at the soul of Pinoso over the past two centuries. The Town Hall describes the display as allegorical, a word I had to look up in English, so the interpretation of the display is entirely mine. Friday 6th February at 8.30 pm In the Auditorio — the theatre just a bit up from the health centre, around the back of the Pensioners’ Club. One of the two local theatre groups, Yoric...

1826 and all that

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If you’re living in or around Pinoso, you’ve likely noticed the Town Hall gearing up for a milestone celebration: the 200th anniversary of Pinoso’s independence from Monóvar. The calendar of events ranges from historical exhibitions opposite the church to performances by local theatre groups through to a formal event and for the first time in years there will be a correfoc in Pinoso. However, the most enduring tribute to this bicentenary will be the inauguration of the newly redesigned Plaza de España, complete with a brand-new central fountain. With such a significant anniversary on the horizon, this year’s Villazgo promises to be even shinier and brighter than usual. Pinoso broke free from Monóvar in 1826. The royal charter of privilege—a formal legal document granting special rights or status—was signed by King Fernando VII on 12 January that year. This document granted the town the status of Real Villa, a town recognised as such by the monarch, with full municipal jurisdiction and ...

And nobody wears Prada

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I was hanging around in the Corte inglés in Alicante the other day. Corte Inglés is a big department store. Like all traditional retailers Corte Inglés has been having a hard time recently but they're still something of a Spanish institution. Anyway, Father Ted like, I, inadvertently, wandered into the women's underwear section. As I averted my eyes, I found myself gazing at small section dedicated to "traditional" clothes from Alicante. I was rather taken with the silk brocade waistcoats but not so much with the 190€ price tag on most of them. I've often wondered where people get their "traditional" clothes from so Corte Inglés was a bit of a surprise. Maybe all the branches in Provincial Capitals have a "traditional" section. I've asked of course and been variously told that some of the clothes are hired, that there are family heirlooms, that lots are made in family, that there are people who make a living by supplying the clothes and, fr...

Suspended in time between pole and tropic

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I just popped into the opticians; some sort of strange feeling in one eye. The optician tells me its a bit of physical damage that should clear up. The optician says she's heard that I give English classes. Pinoso can be a very small place. The other day I was told that someone was going to ask me for classes. In turn I enquired about the person who had asked about me. From just a first name my born and bred Pinosero informant was able to tell me who it was, who the family were etc. As I said, it's a very small place. On Sunday we had Villazgo, the local event to celebrate the granting of a town charter to Pinoso back in 1826. Maggie and I saw the original document, signed by the King Ferdinand VII, when we did a little tour of the town archive. Fernando VII is often labelled the worst king that Spain has ever suffered. As we walked from the parked car to the main stage for the event we bumped into someone we knew. Maggie knows tens of people through her work at the estat...

El Pinós, Poble de Marbre i Vi

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Traditionally the first words of a seaside landlady to this week's guests are that they should have been there last week when the weather was oh so much better. It was a bit like that today in Pinoso. Yesterday we had bright sun and reasonable temperatures in the mid teens but today it is foggy and cold. And today is a big day for Pinoso; Villazgo. Villazgo is the celebration of the independence of Pinoso from nearby Monóvar on 12th February 1826. It's the day for a nostalgia trip in Pinoso. Out come all the traditional costumes, the folk dancers, the regional games - anything vaguely related with the past will do. It's always a good day. We have stalls in the street, we have displays from the neighbourhood associations, the wine producers, local groups of every shade and hue and, probably the best bit, lots of local businesses associated with food and drink set up a stall in the town hall car park. Punters buy a set of tickets which they can swap for wine, cakes and co...