Sunday, May 19, 2019
Sunday morning. The worst of the wet weather seems to be behind us.
The old zinc bath by the remains of the Roman wall is filled to the brim after last nights downpour. Sophie has a long , slurpingly noisy, drink from it. The PONs will happily drink from an old zinc bath but will turn their noses up at water left in their bowl if its more than a couple of hours old. Go figure.
A smattering of early morning market goers in the little town. PONs and master settle down at the cafe on the square to watch the world go by. Todays croissant scores 7/10.
On our way back to the car we pass two more newly empty shops. A hairdresser and a shop that used to sell ceramics. The hairdresser is closing because the owner is retiring. The ceramics shop is closing because it sold a variety of black and white vases and little else. Speciality retailing taken to an extreme. The little Balinese restaurant round the corner has also been shuttered. Balinese cuisine presumably not a big thing in deepest deepest France profonde. Sometimes you have to wonder if anyone produced a business plan for these failed enterprises. Now the downward spiral is being fueled by the arrival of online shopping. These retail changes happened long ago in the US and UK but have been slow in coming to France profonde. I'd reckon a third of the towns shops are now closed with the omnipresent ' A louer' signs posted outside. Hope springs eternal.
An iconic piece of airport architecture turned into a hotel . Almost, but not quite, convinced about the two new wings. There was a time when TWA was the airline to fly . Angus is of an age when he can remember using this terminal: https://www.architecturalrecord.com/articles/14059-twa-hotel-opens-at-jfk-giving-new-life-to-saarinens-flight-center