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Thursday, 21 April 2011
My Dinky Village.
I've not given a guided tour before, so here we go. Perhaps one of the nicest features of my village is the entrance to our church. The interior doesn't see much of me, but I did exhibit some paintings in there once.
This is the church itself; some lovely fat buttresses and carved archways. Otherwise pretty typical of small village medieval churches. No paintings inside sadly.
And here is where once lived the village curé. These days new Catholic priests are as rare as hens teeth, so it now accomodates holiday-makers instead. The land in front of the presbytery is where, each thursday evening in summer, we hold our village 'Marché des Producteurs'; a giant picnic set amongst wonderful food stalls.
If you wish to get married in France, this is where it happens (especially if you live in my village). The Mayor's Office is a very important part of life in France; it's where everything is decided, and where bureaucracy rules.
And this last picture is taken outside the Mayor's Office, looking back up to the church. Under these plane trees is where the village boot sale is held at the beginning of July.
Other than that, our staggering population of 240 live scattered amongst 18.5 square kilometres of perfect unspoilt countryside. That's it.... that's my village. Not much of it, is there!
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
3 years ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 44 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!