Not far away is the village of Paulmy. At the Bar de l'Union there is usually live music on a Friday or Saturday night. Several people have told us about this. The music is often quite good. Apparently. They also serve food.
Earlier this year we went along one Saturday afternoon to see what was on that evening. It was a blues band whose name I can't remember. Dinner was duck with orange sauce; reserving a table was recommended. We went home and considered our options. Then we had pizza from the van in the village square and a couple of glasses of wine chez nous instead. Our reasoning was that we had to be up early to travel home the next day. The reality was that sitting on our little terrace, listening to the church bells and watching the swallows dipping and diving all around us, for one last evening, was all we wanted to do before we had to leave to go back to the UK.
In July we missed the Festival des Barroudeurs. It was at Barrou, just over the hill from us. We had seen that it was on and went along in the afternoon to suss it out. They were just setting up the stage for the band down by the river. There were also obviously food stalls and who knows what else. It all looked very jolly and promising so we went home to think about it and guess what - we didn't go. To be truthful, it was the time I was rapidly going down with the flu and I was not up to it. Apparently it was very good.
We even missed our own village brocante. But this time we had the best reason of all for not going. It was the week after we went back home. How annoying !! The minute we go home, we miss something we might really like to see. Or at least have the chance to miss.
I know exactly what you mean Jean! So much that you could do, and so little time to do it in.ReplyDelete
We hope you will have time on this next visit to eat with us in LP-P. Can't promise live music (unless my son is still here) but have loads on the ipod. Lulu is very welcome too.
So much to do; so little time — especially when you have two homes.ReplyDelete
Rob-bear is so right, I could not have worded it better. I know the feeling well:-) DianeReplyDelete
gaynor - it would be nice to meet up again - I will be in touch when we are settled chez nous.ReplyDelete
Rob - Bear and Diane - wouldn't it be awful to be wondering what to do next and be bored ?!
Well, you know what to do next time!
We missed the Bastille celebrations this time round just because the weather wasn't too good and we were tired...what a rubbish excuse we thought after the event had passed.
I think it shows that you're actually living there, rather than being desperate not to miss out on anything like a frantic tourist.ReplyDelete
Pizza van and wine at home would certainly have been my choice. Even if I had nowhere to go the next day. :)ReplyDelete
We missed the brocante by ten days! But went to the Barroudeurs with Susan and Simon... music enjoyable until the "I'm about to dissapear up my own guitar strings" playing of the last lot! The cajun band were superb!ReplyDelete
Just after we'd bought the house we got home to discover we'd missed.... by one day... a time trial of older PWT sportscars [for other readers... PWT = post war thoroughbred] and famous names driving them including Stirling and Pat Moss in XK Jags, some GT40s and other superb bits of flying metal. We woz gutted!