Saturday 30 June 2012

La Vie en Rose!

It's still hot and we had just enough energy to buy the Radio Times at the market and have a shandy on the terrace of a bar. Then it was on to a bbq organised by the local section of the socialist party to which the new MP, the Presidents of both the Region and the Département were due to put in appearance. We waited around for over an hour and then had over an hours worth of speeches. Luckily we were able to find a bit of shade but it was pretty hot. The lunch, however was good and it was so nice just to be able to eat and walk away! We finally got homewas about 5.30pm after dropping in to show a face at a pétanque tournement that was going on in the village. Christian zonked out as soon as he sat on the settee!
and .... the day was not finished as the restaurant had organised a soirée tapas (yes, they're all the "thing" here)with rosé wine. Funnily enough, we were enjoying a bottle of Laporte and who should be sitting next to us but the vingeron himself .. I told him that his "muscat sec" is my favourite white regional wine (absolutely true)so that went down as well as the wine does!
Of course we wore something pink and Sylvie, Michel's new partner, who is a hairdresser, came along with pink hair extensions and performed her magic in the open air. At one point there about 4 or 5 small girls waiting impatiently. this big girl was first in the queue which just goes to show, it's not who you are but who you know.
While Sylvie was hairdressing Michel was playing with his group, there was dancing in the street added to which there was a group of Norwegians who were celebrating the birthday of one of their number a really festive air pervaded the square.
Of course the evening didn't stop when the music did as Michel, Sylvie her wee boy Alain and daughter Alison, Dalia (Alison's Algerian friend with the longest legs and shape of a top model, Sylvan another friend who's French but lives and works over the border and Anita from Argèles. It was after 4am when we finally got to bed and I'm just longing for a quiet week, next week.

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