Overnight, an eight foot papier mache squirrel has appeared in the middle of the market square . It appears, from a large sign suspended across the main street, that today is the nut festival or as the locals would have it ' la noisette est en fete '. Wilf joined me as we parked the car and examined a flyer that set out the days activities. After a seven am cycle tour of the nut groves there follows folk dancing, a performance of traditional songs by a local singer, line dancing by the Country and Western club, donkey rides and at ten thirty the crowning of Lady Nut 2010 by the Cofraternity of Nuts. You could never, ever make it up. At eleven, five new members are coopted into 'la confererie de la noisette'. I guess that makes them brother nuts.
Nothing will stop us from going to see the crowning of Lady Nut 2010. Pictures and a full blow by blow account tomorrow. As Wilf settled down with his squirrel in the newly decorated downstairs hallway I jokingly said out loud ' We've ended up living in a lunatic asylum'. Wilf looked up, squirrel in jaws, as if to say " Life is God's novel. Let him write it ". Then he fell asleep.
Dear Angus.
ReplyDeleteI want to live in your house.. minus the repair bills. Not sure about the coloured apparition with the hoover either lol...it does rather appear to have been designed for very short, book loving people. That's just fine, as long as I can stand up between books :)
Nuts! What next :)
Angus, you have started my day off with a grin--You are so right, you cannot make this up. Maybe this is why no one ever gets any work done, there's just too much celebrating! What will 'they' think of next?
ReplyDeleteAngus - are you sure it's not just something you drank last night?
ReplyDeleteA bit worried..... Gail and Bertie.
Don't let those Texas beauty queens find out about those weekly titles up for grabs or you'll be inundated. I think Wilf's squirrel should be a contender for the crown...
ReplyDeleteWe can't wait!
ReplyDeleteSam
Your village is hysterical - I agree that it may be that you were committed to a lunatic asylum without knowing it!
ReplyDeleteThe festivities, especially the crowning of Lady Nut, sound too funny to be true. Can't wait to hear about them.
Are you not becoming a Brother Nut? Maybe that takes more than a year of residence...
*wipes away tears of mirth* I really wish I could live in your village for a year! It sounds so entertaining!
ReplyDeleteSo, does this make Madame Bay Queen Nut for a day? I cannot wait to see this festival! Lady Nut! Ha ha ha ha!
Is it possible you've been in the Nut House for the past year and not known it?
from garlic to nuts? hehhehehee.. your village is most exciting. I can't wait to see Lady Nut too :D
ReplyDeleteAdept Women, garlic sculptures, Nut Queens and Brotherhoods! Wine Sales! One truly could never make this up! I love Wilf's comment today. I am so pleased that God included your blog in His novel.
ReplyDeleteAnd, if for any reason, Miss Lady Nut can not complete her reign, the first runner up, Miss Salted Peanut will finish out her term.
ReplyDeleteAround here we have the Pecan Festival, the Peach Festival, the Strawberry Festival, the Azalea Festival but I've never heard of a Nut Festival. Does this include all variety of nuts or one in particular?
ReplyDeleteOoH I wants to come and visit you too cuz dere is always something goin' on where youz live!
ReplyDeleteWoofs and Licks,
Maggie Mae
Oh Lord. Too many one liners racing through my head in lightning speed.
ReplyDeleteI think I've figured out why all the workmen aren't ever there when they say they will be. There's always something going on there and they're too busy celebrating!
ReplyDeleteIf Madame Bay ends up going to the Nut Festival, maybe you could take her picture there and post it for us! She won't find it unusual that you're taking a picture as you'll be taking pictures of other things while you're there too.