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April 2, 2012

Coming back….

Filed under: Events,Village Life,Weather — Tags: , , , , , , — Mary @ 11:27

 

Apologies for not having contributed anything to the blog or life in general for some time. The pneumonia is almost better but my ‘get up and go’ has got up and gone….

We are late in planting up the potager but I’m not too worried as last year I was too early and the onions and potatoes suffered during a late cold spell. You find that things soon catch up. I found it a bit dispiriting to find almost all of the daffodils in the garden had been killed by the cold in February. But the wall to wall sunshine in the three weeks since I got back has started to revive many ‘dead’ shrubs. The moral of the tale is to use plants local to the area, rather than bulbs and shrubs imported from England.

The tulips are up but no daffodils

The tulips are up but no daffodils

 

We have missed some events lately, but we have gone back to riding on a Saturday morning.

End of a ride at Laizé

End of a ride at Laizé

 

Last Saturday afternoon we enjoyed a salsa afternoon in Cluny. We learned a routine and videoed it so we could remember it afterwards. There were nearly as many men there as ladies which we found astonishing. They were pretty good too!

Yvette and Pascale learn salsa

Yvette and Pascale learn salsa

 

Yesterday in the foyer rural it was the games morning, held the first Sunday of the month. Scrabble is the most popular game. I’m usually allowed to peek in the dictionary but yesterday I forgot to take one. Looking at the board you would think we were playing in English as many of the short words in French are the same, but without looking them up I never know which English words I can use!

A Cortambert en camping car

A Cortambert en camping car

In the afternoon the foyer rural at Cortambert hosted “Traversée de l’Afrique en Camping Car”, a film and discussion with Annik & Frédéric who travel around the world visiting out of the way places. In Kenya they were treated to a display of the Masai jumping dance and in the villages they were subject to much curiosity by people who rarely saw strangers. The gas stove and the running water in the van aroused a lot of interest.

Annik & Frédéric had travelled down the east side of Africa and then realised it was too dangerous to go back via the west side. So in South Africa they put their camping car aboard a boat bound for France. This cost more than the whole trip thus far.

Frédéric & Annik's route in Africa

Frédéric & Annik's route in Africa

 

We are now looking forward to greeting our Easter visitors. Taizé is getting ready for their visitors too. There are lines of tents and the huge dining marquee is back. Chris is getting on with building a new pump housing for the swimming pool. I can’t imagine going swimming yet but we will be ready for when it gets warmer. Not long now, I hope.

November 20, 2011

Where do French men learn to dance?

Filed under: Events,People,Village Life — Tags: , — Mary @ 12:00

I am occasionally asked in what ways we find that life in France differs from life in the UK. I usually say I like the blue skies (OK it’s been foggy this morning), the lack of traffic, the horses and cows, the views over the valley, the friendliness of the natives, the good manners of the children…… and that everyone seems to turn their hand to doing anything. The men can cut down trees, mend cars, drive tractors and build houses, while the women can cook, decorate, make lace and drive like Michael Schumacher.

Repas dansant at Cortambert

Repas dansant at Cortambert

 

It struck me last night there is another huge difference; all the men here can dance, and enjoy dancing! Last night we were at the annual repas dansant at the foyer rural. Quite different from dinner dances I remember from the UK. Dancing started after the entrée with waltzes and foxtrots. The men didn’t have to be cajoled and were soon on the floor with their partners. After the main course they were just as good at boogie. And their rock‘n roll was as expert as anything I had seen at the Mecca in the 1960s.

Dancing to Génération B

Dancing to Génération B

So the puzzle is, when and where do men learn to dance in this part of rural France?

They were still hard at it when we left at 2am*. Goodness know when it all finished. That’s another thing, you wouldn’t get the older generation staying out dancing all night in the UK!

* Having just talked with Pascale, Mme le President, I am feeling awfully guilty that the others at our table were there until 5am washing all the plates and glasses which had to be ready for return by 7am. 

I would like to thank Pascale for organising the repas dansant and for the beautiful table settings and flower arrangements. The theme was black and red which looked really stunning.

November 21, 2010

Sleepy Sunday

Filed under: Events,People,Village Life — Tags: , , — Mary @ 22:48

It’s been very quiet around here today as the village is recovering from the annual dinner dance last night. It was enjoyed by well over a hundred people who represented a good proportion of Cortambert plus friends from the nearby villages of Blanot, Donzy and Bray.

There are many things which constantly amaze me about people here. Firstly, that the older folk, some of them in their eighties, have enough stamina to eat dinner until midnight and then dance until three o’clock in the morning. Secondly, everyone seems to drink what to me seems quite a lot without seeming the least bit tipsy. Last night we started with cremant and kir royale for the apéritif, then plenty of white wine followed by red. But even by the early hours of the morning nobody appeared any the worse.

The meal was provided by “Mille et Une saveurs” from Crèches sur Soâne near Mâcon. You wouldn’t have have found a better meal at the most expensive restaurant. How the chefs managed to do the final preparations and serve such a banquet from backstage at the foyer rural will forever remain a mystery to me. But then anything to do with cooking generally is!

The Cabaret with Laure

Laure singing at the tables....

.....and on the table

.....and on the tables

The couple who provided the entertainment, Ludovic and Laure Moreau, were also exceptional. We were treated to a cabaret between courses and Laure performed a very athletic can-can and even danced on the tables. She sang a variety of well known 60s French songs (her Marlene Dietrich was spot on) and the British disco hits proved very popular.

Dance for the ladies

Dance for the ladies

Another thing that amazes me about the older folk, particularly the men, is that they can all dance. At the moment Chris is under the influence of Strictly Come Dancing so he made a good attempt at the cha-cha and the Viennese walze. And we had been practising the Madison all week. But the older men showed an elegance and expertise which shows that dancing has always been part of their lives. In some ways Deepest France might seem a few years behind but there is a profound sense of sociability and culture which seems to have all but disappeared in the UK.

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