In the two days LHR and I overlapped in France (M and I ditched and went to Italy for the latter half of her visit– long story), we did and saw some mighty good stuff. On Sunday, we went to Tourettes sur Loup (“Little Towers on the Wolf [River]”), a hilltop medieval village much like our own.
Update: My wonderful man is concerned that the above caption is making him “look bad.” I explained that it is not, not at all— that no one expects him to be anything other than bored while LHR and I dither around, taking photos of pretty things and pretend-decorating the medieval French house we do not own. I would like to point out here, to make him feel better, that he has been nothing short of fantastic on this holiday– he has gamely gone and seen places and done things in which he has next-to-no interest, with nary a complaint on his part. He is, truly, a Wonderful Man.
And now he is going to take home all my heavy crap in HIS luggage so that mine will conform to EasyJet’s ridiculous luggage restrictions.
There was a vide grenier (literally, an “empty the attic”).
It was not one of those French flea markets where you can get the REALLY good stuff (she says, remembering the Parisian puces fondly and with sadness at not being able to hire a container to ship back bits of old castles….), rather it was the community junk fair, but with some dealers mixed in for good measure.
After our lunch (“Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you [45 minutes ago when I gave you the menus], we only have pizzas left on the menu.” Happily, they were among the best pizzas we’d ever eaten.), we headed over to check out the loot. Oh, boy, was there ever LOOT!
Wooden furniture, screaming for a coat of white/pale grey/pale blue paint? Yes!
Kitschy 1950s oil paintings? Yes!
Battered old picture frames? YES!
I thought my head might explode from all the cool, French crap available.
Yet, Gentle Reader, I bought….nothing!
LHR scored a WICKED coral top– I know you will see it appearing here– for 2 Euros! And, she bought a painting with which we both fell in love– pink peonies, painted in 1953 by someone named “Névia”. A total score, I must say.
We thought of you all, as we reminded ourselves, “We are Lucky Ducks!”
We knew MK and YVR, in particular, would have been ALL OVER the whole experience.
(Note: this is not quite like the time YVR turned up to pick me up at the airport in her hometown and we were wearing EXACTLY the same outfit, but is darned close… What can we say? We are travelling and there are only so many clothes from which to choose. 😉 )
Dress: Joe Fresh
Shoes: Office
Purse: Suzy Shier
Necklace: Gift from LHR and J (made from old chandelier crystal– perfect for the day’s activiites!)
LHR will have to add her info about her outfit when she reads this post.
What I (LHR) wore:
Dress: 60s inspired dress bought on eBay (worn more successfully here)
Shoes: silver ballet flats from Venise (they don’t look great with this outfit but I only had so much choice – travellin’)
Bag: Summer Canvas Thing from Ollie and Nic
Oh dear. I just saw this post now. I think I missed it when YYZ posted it. Can I just say this was a fabulouso day. I’ve added in what I wore above. Thanks YYZ! These pics bring back one of the best days evah!
I agree! It was SUCH a fun day (even a weird lunch situation panned out to be pretty darned good– how did we EVER eat all that pizza????). I would go back and relive it in a heartbeat if I could. I miss you so.