Friday, September 21, 2012
Toulouse has some of the best museums in France. One museum has a collection of gargoyles. An esoteric subject for a museum but one which, close up, proves to be remarkably interesting. Gargoyles are supposed to be frighteningly demonic but these twelfth century ones look like a large pack of happy howling dogs.
After a long morning in the museum , lunch at Brasserie Flo. A creme brulee to finish. ' The font ' captures the flames but not the look of perfect contentment on this bloggers face.
Home to find Madame Bay has thrown all the windows in the rickety old farmhouse wide open. '' Bonjour ! I'm spring cleaning " she says by way of greeting . Since we last saw her Madame Bay has been to see Sandrine , her hairdresser daughter. Where once there was a granny perm there is now a gravity defying explosion of hair that rises vertically upwards . It's as if our saintly septaguenarian has wandered into a strong force field. Over dinner ' the font ' suggests that perhaps Madame Bay and her daughter have had an argument and this ' creation ' is Sandrines revenge. Either that or the towns old folk are about to experience an unexpected makeover.