This morning's coffee was livened up by the spectacle of the Bishop who was in the village to bless a recently restored banner and say Mass, in procession with several other berobed men. There was also an armed presence to make sure that no harm came to him. While this was enough to give anyone the shivers, I did have a little giggle to think of the ensuing lunch with the good and faithful of the parish being a tajine cooked by a Muslim woman.Went home for lunch as I was booked for this evening's meal with 8 others at the bar. Hans who plays double bass and two guitarists were playing "jazz manouche" (gypsy swing as played by Jjango Reinhardt) and other standards from the 40's and 50's.
It was perfect for a fine summer's evening in the south of France with the fountain tinkling in the background. Just close your eyes and you can picture the scene. All that was missing was my glass of rosé.
Weather:
29°, sun, rain in the afternoon and one rumble of thunder
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