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Jean Baptiste and The Wicker Man

A little over a week and a bit ago we woke to the villagers building a bonfire in our front garden.  You might recall that our front garden is a public park so we get all manner of things happening, mostly attuned to the Salle de Fete also found in the garden.  Luckily HB² had already been appraised by Martine at the Patisserie that we would be hosting the Fete de St Jean which we had naively thought had something to do with Joan of Arc, since the centre piece was a fire.  WRONG!  Not that Joan, THAT John.  The one that baptised anyone he could persuade to be dunked and a good few babies who had no choice along the way.  He was beheaded.

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As far as I know he wasn’t burnt but clearly here a baptism by fire is the way to celebrate this particular Saint.  A BBQ, a bonfire and some beer and the villagers (old, young, very young, very old) were happy til gone 01:00.  We joined in and felt content that no-one noticed … we are foreign but we prefer to be just part of the furniture – any latent diva was not satisfied that night … the audience was gloriously oblivious to us and intent on seeing if the Birch (about 30′ of young tree) would fall – I have yet to find out if this is a good or bad thing but the gathering were certainly intent on its demise or resistance.  When we had skulked our fill,  we slunk home the odd tens of yards and watched the fire from our balcony.  Well done St Jean – it was fun, it wasn’t a re-run  of The Wicker Man and no-one had their head presented on a plate. Which personally I always thought ostentatious and vulgar.

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  1. Maybe a head on a platter is rather vulgar, but surely you would admit that as an imperious command, Salome’s “Bring me the head of John the Baptist” ranks very high?

    There are people of whom I would love to say that. 🙂

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    July 1, 2014
    • I concede! As for bringing me the head there are more than one or two that would fall into that category … though I wonder how I would actually feel if the heads were presented to me on a platter. My imagination tells me I would be thrilled but my reasonable conscience tells me I might faint! 🙂

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      July 1, 2014
      • Quite true, bodyless heads would be rather gruesome and liable to make one tomber dans les pommes. Perhaps confirmation from a trusted witness would suffice?

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        July 1, 2014
      • HOw funny! I just told my youngest daughter staying a week ago what tomber dans les pommes means and she has been sharing it with her Liverpool Art Student community since … lets agree – no actual heads on plates!

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        July 1, 2014
      • 🙂

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        July 1, 2014
  2. Jenny Adams #

    Glad they kept the fire under control so it didn’t reach your apartment!

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    July 1, 2014
    • I’m not sure control is the word Jenny …. It was a free-formed affair!

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      July 1, 2014

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