The sun is high and so are our holiday spirits. My mum and my wee nephew are half way through their holiday and both are absolutely in love with my adoptive home town and the French pace of life. Mazamet is not a bad place to be in the summer: just last weekend we enjoyed the dance and music of the Fanfares Sans Frontières-festival, drove up and down the Montagne Noire and celebrated Bastille Day with a picnic up at the Lac De Montagnes. It is all weird and wonderful for little Jim, but he’s taking it all on his stride like a seasoned citizen of the world, picking up bits of French, trying the food and hanging out with his new best friend – Rusty the dog.
I got my hands full to say the least, so better crack on and skip straight to the photographic evidence of our adventures:
Here’s a few pics from the Fanfares Sans Frontières. I loved the marching bands and the bag pipes, but you can’t beat a bit of Samba…
It’s funny how enjoyable photography becomes when you have another pair of hands to hold the dogs lead! These are my favourite snaps from around Mazamet centre ville.
I could not write this post without posting a few snaps of this adorable little fella, my nephew Jim – naturally with the consent of him mum. I don’t think Rusty has ever felt this loved in his life. Being a rescue, he needs a bit of attention and Jim is more than willing to fuss him to the ends of the earth.
Oh, and here you have some more dog photos. The internet needs more Rusty, I am certain of it. These are taken at the Lac de Montagnes and Payrin.
Right, that should be all for now! See you again with a bit of painting and decorating news from chez nous N°21…