The day of the ' Miss Nut 2013 Pageant ' in the little market town. It pours all day, forcing the wannabe Miss Nuts inside the marquee. The winning Miss Nut is asked to say a few words but overcome by the solemnity of the moment she declines . She rushes offstage , tears cascading down her cheeks, as the manic accordionist launches into a rendition of ' C'est si bon '. The donkey ride from the town hall to the church by the Cofraternity of Nuts is cancelled.
In a break in the clouds ' the font ' goes shopping. Even 'the fonts' unerring ability to find something to buy is tested. We return home with some flat peaches, a variety of pumpkins, a bottle of hazelnut oil and some nut biscuits.
Sophie spends a full half hour staring at a black bag that Loic the gardener has helpfully hung from the front gate. It sways tantalizingly with the breeze. She will not be moved.
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And young women line up to become 'Miss Nut'? That says it all.
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
You are lucky 'the font' didn't bring home one of those donkeys.
So adorable!
Cheers, Gail.
I hope those donkeys have a lovely field with lush grass and somewhere warm to shelter, after their hard work.
I love the golden accents on Sophie's ears, very stylish!
x
So Miss Nut couldn't even crack a smile? couldn't come out of her shell?
Miss Nut was a tough one to crack! It seems like just yesterday they were crowning the last nut. At least 'the Font' didn't come home empty handed!
I wonder how one becomes involved in the cofraternity of Nuts? The mind boggles...
The solemnity of the occasion! Haha!
So poor Miss Nut found out that sometimes the expectations and attention that come along with an honour is not all it us cracked up to be.
You have mentioned before that Sophie (I think?) will stare at length at some object. Why do you think this is so? Is it a PON thing? Related to what trait?
What kinds of nuts are those in question, walnuts perhaps? You may have mentioned it, but with so many nuts loose upon the world of late, it's hard to keep them all straight.
Walnuts, hazelnuts, cobb nuts. You name 'em; the locals grow 'em .
Staring down sheep ? Either that or showing who's boss.
Fame is fleeting . The lessons life teaches us !
Drink large quantities of alcohol ? It seems to work for everyhting else in France.
Much laughter here.
xo
Beautiful peaches (and donkeys)!
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