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Tuesday, 9 February 2010
Planting of the 'Mai'.
France has a charming custom; the honouring of its elected representatives by the planting of a May Pole.
Even in a tiny village such as mine (there are just 233 of us), after each 'council' election a May Pole ('Mai') is erected at the home of a new councillor. Usually these are tall pine trees that have been stripped of their branches; a painted shield and pair of flags being attatched to the very top. These May Poles are lifted into place by gangs of strapping lads, amongst jolity, singing, and of course 'refreshment'.
I imagine that this is a post-revolution activity. Where once the local big-wig owned, and ruled-over, all; now the Mayor and his councillors are taken from amongst the population, and due honour made.
The shield above is from the home of a now deceased neighbour. It was on its 'last legs' so I asked his successor if I could take it. I, myself, added his name (Hervé), simply so that he should not be forgotten. He had no real family.
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. 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!