I ask Sophie if she's having a fur malfunction morning. She seems to think it's nothing a croissant end won't cure.
In the market the traiteurs specials of the day are Souris of lamb and Beef a la Flamande. The PONs nostrils tell them that this is indeed heaven.
A couple of Mothers Day cakes left over from yesterday.
The bakers new baby must be settling in or at least letting them get some sleep. The cake display starting to once again appear enticing.
On our way back the mayor waves and signals we should stop the car. ' There's something you should see in the church ' he tells me.
Three years ago we bought a circular brass and glass light fitting to replace the hideous frosted glass bathroom light in the church porch. It has finally been installed. This new one has three arms. '' Now we have Father, Son and Holy Ghost ' says the major cheerfully. On Sunday, while the European Parliament elections were underway, the light was put up. The locals also took out the old wood wormed internal doors and replaced them with an iron grille. Floodlights and a new wall mounted switch were installed to pick out the recently restored frescoes. The mayor is very happy with the work. He can leave the churches outer doors unlocked so passing pilgrims can peer inside.
Twitter feed of the week : https://twitter.com/Jennifer__Brett/status/1131298044010483712
11 comments:
For a church that is infrequently used, it still appears to be the hub of the village. Good idea to at least be able to see inside.
Great job on the church porch and yes, the grille is an excellent idea.
The raspberry and kiwi tart looks most enticing.
As of last night, we now know that at least one fan of this blog has a seat in the European Parliament!
Cheers, Gail.
Lots of little churches here have such grilles. Yes, people can see inside, and they also allow the church to get aired out (dried out) without having to keep an eye on the treasures inside.
Nice light!
Hari Om
The Madagascar appeals to this eye... and I must say, that does seem to be a decent improvement for the church. Floyd's story was uplifting. YAM xx
Did you notice that the first comment (at least in how Twitter showed me the string) under Floyd’s story was from Kim Campbell, former Prime Minister of Canada?
That is cause for celebration.
Gail, if your last sentence means what I think it does, then I send my most heartfelt congratulations!
Gail replies: It's not me! It's a lady called Sheila Ritchie who lives in Aberdeenshire and who I learned last week is a fan of both this blog and Bertie's.
After more coffee, and research, I learned of the unexpected visit you and Bertie had. I came back to re-comment, and saw your reply. So now I shall congratulate you on meeting one of Bertie, Bob, and Sophie’s readers!
Mr. Mayor, if he that is, looks very distinguished. And that's an elegant grille for a pretty church.
Floyd's story is why I still write letters and pay bills by mail. The delivery and a town post office are community connections.
The mayor ( it is he ) is one of the finest people we've ever met. Always positive, always busy, always Solomonic in his judgement. Not only a gentleman but a kind one too.
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