As the rain piddles down outside and we await the arrival of storm force winds, the remnants of Hurricane Katia, I’m trying to think blue skies and happy thoughts. Given the weather of the past week I’m finding this an increasingly difficult task. There will be no walking or cycling for a few days yet methinks. As you might expect in such circumstances my thoughts returned to our warm and sunny trip to France in July.
So…to cheer everyone up I thought I’d post a bit of colour from the annual Perigord, La Félibrée festival, held this year in the bastide town of Belves perched on its rocky hilltop above the Dordogne. The festival celebrates the Occitan language (a relative of Catalan) sometimes known as the Lenga d’oc, the ancient language of the region. We didn’t go to the festival itself as we didn’t fancy the press of thousands of visitors and a long walk uphill from river level in temperatures in the mid 30’s. The Aussies staying at the B&B made the attempt and pronounced it hell on earth…though an amazing sight. We wandered up the next day to see the old winding streets festooned in brightly coloured imitation flowers.