At last, remembered to take photies of friends...
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| Kat and Elaine |
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| Barbara and Catherine |
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| Jamsie seriously unfocused |
- continuing where www.tilling-sur-aude.blogspot.com left off, with gossip and updates from a small French town
Keep forgetting to make use of photo opportunities... last nights dinner with Jamsie, at the excellent Chapaire (who are still doing the Phil-designed English breakfast), the coffee the day before with Gert and Elsbeth who are back with us and looking marvellous, breakfast with Rushton this morning at the Argentinean cafe. Possibly other events but unless I have a visual on them, I forget :(
So here is the last of the life drawing of the season instead. Thomas has a job painting palace walls in Monaco, restoring murals rather than toshing. He will be missed. He is the groups convener so we wait for him to return to us.
voila! The new Quillan/Perpignan bus timetable
Poor Pomas, about 15 Kilometres away towards Carcassonne, has had a tornado, causing frightful damage though mercifully no deaths.
Our house in London has been evacuated due to collapsing bits following building works fore and aft.
So what with one thing and another, a safe corner of the world is something to treasure.
Think that's all, and quite enough too! Weather much cooler and heads are popping up over the parapets.
Ferren is of course our resident genius and author of many a scientific thang, whilst Aileen is the author of The Hirsute Civil Servant available from Vanguard Press and heartily recommended.
The market didn't have much in the way of fruit and vedg - holidays - but was very sociable after a blast of a storm last night that has freshened us all up.
This evening it was cool enough to go for a stroll and as I idly watched a mallard on the Aude there was a white flash of light across the water and an almightily deafening crash. Both the duck and I were startled. It was probably lightening hitting the cockerel on the church tower reflected in the river and thunder, of course- afterwards Charlotte told me she thought her house had been hit by something as everything shook and when I got home Bob told me that Rico the parrot had fallen off his perch.
Another downpour followed.
Got wet.
Lovely.
The market carries on being a vehicle for the weird and w0nderful; after my shopping I spent 20 mins sitting in the Tibetan takeaway watching the world struggle past. It's cooler so all the world has come shopping. Plus there's a vide grenier by the river. Basically, awful - but of course lovely to catch some mates out and about.There are those who think perpetual revolution is a good thing.
I do not; nor do the parrots.
Decent storm yesterday, plus another bunch of rain in the night - temps around 34 so not exactly comfy but a load better.
FranceInfo, reputable source, runs a piece today saying that yesterday the children of a recently deceased man in his sixties found radioactive pots of jam in his house. ( FranceInfo says three pots, other sources four, but I digress)
Twenty emergency firemen and two special mobile units that deal with chemical risks plus special help from Toulouse - two fire trucks, an ambulance and a special drone - came to La Place de l'Industrie and closed it off.
Inhabitants 100 meters around the site were evacuated as a precaution. Ingredients found; mercury and dioxide of thorium (that's radioactive) which are a chemical poison comparable to uranium and all the dangers that that offers. Glass optics, aeronautic bits, and hey, jam jars... our mayor says he was a physicist interested in quantum mechanics and was doing scientific experiments. All have been removed by the correct authorities and are safe.
La Place de l'Industrie is home to the wonderful Radio Ballade and the studio where the Friday night artists hold life-drawing sessions. There's a yoga studio and various other worthy activities. Plus (it seems) a physics lab - Esperaza really is amazing :)