Unconscious Mutterings

1. Quaint:: old
   
2. Rind:: bacon
   
3. Disease:: illness
   
4. Queer:: strange
   
5. Pork:: pig
   
6. Soaked:: wet through
   
7. Skeleton:: bones
   
8. Mold:: musty smell
   
9. Finished::over
   
10. Buffalo:: girls
    

All organized for nothing
I got all of my papers, questions and identity together, so that I could find out about funding for the studies for the exam I’d like to do. I took two buses across town to the unemployment center where I thought my file was held. The center has closed down. So I take the same bus (by coincidence) all the way back to the beginning of the route to the center which is open. It is closed on Thursday mornings. The only good part is, that it was only 15 minutes away, on foot, from where I left the car.

I set off again this morning all hopeful. They haven’t been funding studies since 2001 when the payment system changed. The lady was really nice, especially as my information book was printed in 2005! I managed to find out how much all this is going to cost. Rob and I will have to talk about it tonight.

After a rest and a cup of tea
We went off to the bigoudène, which is our favourite crêperie. My birthday meal at last! I wish I could find a picture of what we ate. I thought about taking a photo but it was very quickly too late….. Rob booked a table outside, which started off okay but became a little chilly towards the end of the evening.

During the war the Germans built many blockhouses along the west coast of France, this one has now been turned into an observation point.

The old mill, the oldest remaining building at the port.

Two thousand years ago the Romans constructed an aqueduct here. You can’t see much of it today. It’s been covered up to be looked at in the future. Most of it has possibly been destroyed the weight of agricultural machinery.

Pilgrims used to stop here. This has the traditional head gear worn by women in L’Houmeau up to the beginning of the 20th century

The same view of the church today

The great uncle of Antoine de Saint Exupery , author of “The Little prince”, was mayor of L’Houmeau for a while.

Around the village
It’s become the fashion around here for the villages to set up discovery walks. Our village has just put in place the information for a 9 kilometer historical tour.