Mrs P has now been in the UK as long as I was in Mexico. Time goes so fast, does it not? It no longer feels like I was living in Mexico was just yesterday. But there’s nothing like an old video to bring back the happy memories. Easter is not quite the event in the UK that it is in Mexico. Certainly, you’ll not see any barbaric Mid East executions recreated in my Bournemouth ‘hood. Who would ever have thought that to be a bad thing? And yet it is. Easter just isn’t Easter anymore unless I get to see someone nailed up. I’ll have to make do watching this video, filmed in Culhuacan by myself, probably about six years ago. Enjoy.