A local museum is hosting an exhibition of stone fragments discovered during the excavation of a medieval church. This is as interesting as an exhibition of medieval stone fragments can be.
During the excavations they found a 12th century enamel reliquary which once contained the bones of a saint. Presumably, it was thrown away when the church was ransacked during the revolution. How amazing to think it just lay there for two hundred years until someone stumbled over it. The enamel work , if not exactly fresh, is in good condition.
The old Englishman in the village three miles away drops off two poppies in the letter box. His wife always did this for Armistice Day and he's continued the kindness.
Angus is up early talking to men in dark suits about overnight developments. Absolutely no surprises although the result is far more profound than it appears. On the other side of the lane The Old Farmer is trying out a new mobile phone. While Angus is busy 'The Font' spends an hour or so showing him how to take photographs. Another 'refresher' course may be needed tomorrow.... and the day after.
Plans for the November 11th commemoration well underway. Just over two weeks after the outbreak of war the first of the village boys was already dead. His best friend, standing next to him, was riddled by machine gun fire. The friend came back to the village but died from the loss of his limbs eight years later. The two friends lie alongside each other. There has been much activity today with the graves being washed and tidied up. On Sunday morning each of the soldiers that returned ( many were buried in graves elsewhere ) will have a family member visiting their grave. For those who can't be traced a roster of local farmers will be on hand to stand guard. At 11 everyone will gather by the graves for a vin d'honneur.
Just another day in a small French village where nothing ever happens.
This is very French : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fC6YV65JJ6g