Florac

I visited Florac last year. It was our first outing in our van after I picked her up last year.  We arrived by the memorial and as it's Remembrance Sunday I thought I would begin here. I was reminded of Florac by Owen and his Magic lantern show blogspot. 

We approached Florac via some mountain roads through limestone  mountains. 

It was half past when we arrived.

I have been looking at these old presses on the french equivalent of ebay here, they can be uses to press apples for cider or juice  or grapes for wine. This one is a good one not too huge.

Along the middle of the village we sat outside Le  21  for coffee.  The barman said it gets very cold in winter with a lot of snow. I liked Florac, it seems like there is an interesting sub culture. We spotted lots of crafts, wholefood and small galleries here. 

I don't see many Renault 12s around. I once had one that could be seen travelling west or east from Bromyard, HRFDs to Aberystwyth, Wales or vice versa . I did a Fine Arts degree at Aber. 

I included this because one day I would like some of those dungarees worn by Guy Barbier I took this image in Florac as I often to to research later names, crafts etc. Back to the dungarees, these are  a lovely blue and I remember arty friends, particularly potters,  wearing them in the 80s.  The dungarees here in France, are referred to as 'Bleus', like many other 'laboureurs' clothes. I often see men wearing the blue jackets, Blue Serge working their gardens, it is prooving harder though to spot these men. Agricultural cooperative shops sell the closest thing but the quqlity isn't quite what I'm after. Anyway this man on the poster has the ones I want on.

There is something about places that are still undergoing some sort of change but very slowly and comfortably.

Hopeful

I have more images to follow but do take a walk along this interesting little road.