Plaza Del Canon

Ibiza's St Eularia has a pleasant playground square, the Plaza del Canon, above the Carrer Molins de Rei, and below the longer Carrer del Mar. One corner, with its small cafe, is the shady side to meet, holding loosely to the doggy lead sipping coffee, nibbling treats. The grannies and the mothers watch their children run and play and splash and soak in fountains at the cooling of the day. When school let's out for evening with Ramo's bouquets on display Older children drop their rucksacks and their school bags with their caps to ride upon the nodding horse, slide down upon their backs. At five o'clock precisely the fountains are switched on where the youngest run and scream between, one with his panties gone. Flinging high his stubby arms, head barely reached by hands, And lifting an almighty shout he let's a glory sound come out, a loud and joyful Yaaay!! an exaltant and a great hooray! This bursting of unbridled joy fast rising from within has broken from this little boy through his wide and toothless grin. Behind him sits a naked demon, St Eularia's fond Familiar, cast in bronze he sits within a rowing boat his hands upon two oars with his genitals exposed, and stick-thin limbs, his gargoil face and grin, disguise the fears that should arise but it seems that no one knows real dangers that familiars pose. This rowing demon waits for growing children to wander and to stray, to clamber in his boat one day and then he'll row away.