“The French Resistance is alive and well in my commune.”
Phew, spent the last 7 hours in the company of an amazing group of people. Old Soldiers and Resistance members, plus their families… we all marched to the Monument, wreaths were laid, the Marseillaise was sung lustily… then everyone back to the SdFetes for the meal.
I think there was 125 of us… we spent the time chatting, singing, eating and generally having fun. Old stories and memories were related and discussed. It was interesting to see these “old” folk almost rejuvenating before my eyes… as they revisited things from their childhood/teenage etc. The oldest gentleman was 100 and we all clapped and cheered him… as he told us little anecdotes of what would have been a very difficult time in his life…
The accordionist was excellent and played effortlessly and tirelessly all afternoon. French songs from the war years… got everyone joining in …and The English (OH and I) got an “honorable mention” after we joined-in with one particular old partisan song (in patois)… (which we just happen to know, luckily for us).
We ate far too much… and drank equally (not my fault, they kept insisting I empty my glass)… fortunately it is only a short walk home. OH is having a delayed siesta and I have downed a huge glass of water and come on the internet to see what you have all been up to today.
So, let’s hear it… what have you been up to…???