Today we took my mum and dad to a festival in a nearby town, it is Jazz in Marciac and we were rather lucky because the day was overcast and not too hot, it would have been unbearable if it had been like yesterday when it went up to 37 and the humidity was very very high. The town is full of stalls selling all sorts of things from musical instruments, clothes, jewellry, special food etc but none of it is what I would call tacky. There is music playing all the time, mostly jazz of course which I have to admit I really don't like, mainly because I just don't understand it. The people selling instruments all get together and they have jam sessions to demonstrate their wares and the atmosphere is electric. Loads and loads of different places to eat, it seems every other house and shop has a table and chair outside and in one street, you can eat from almost any country you like to choose. When we went last year we walked passed the beautiful church and there in the grounds was a grand piano with a blind pianist playing and it just made you cry, the sound coming from that instrument and the feeling with which it was played was amazing. It is like that there, around another corner, there were 5 teenage children who are studying at the local music college, and they were playing rock (more my scene) but again, they were brilliant. Should you ever get the chance to go, it's well worth the visit. It is on every year from the 1st to the 15th August.
When we got home, after the cuddle with Smokey he decided he would check out the little house that my dad has made for him. We have put a little bowl of food at the back to encourage him to go in and he was there for quite a while bless him. Cats being cats, he wouldn't turn around for me to get a better photo, but I thought this was rather cute and it shows you how clever my dad is at making the little cat kennel. It has to be painted yet but we want him to get used to it before we go back to the UK next week.
That's all for now, lovely chatting to you.
3 comments:
How gorgeous is the cat house, bless grampie
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Hi Hazel, what a brilliant cat house! Your dad is so clever. Of course Smokey will be there when you get back, he is not daft, he knows that is he going to have a pampered life with you. I am so glad that you have had such a wonderful time with your mum and dad. It is great that they have seen you house, now when you talk about it to them, they can picture everything. lots of love Debra x
Oh Hazel! Your day to the Jazz Festival sounded marvelous. Made me want to book a flight over just to hear and experience it.
I don't understand Jazz either. When we were in New Orleans we didn't go to any place playing it because I find it too hard to understand as well.
Smokey is a darling. I think I've said this before. And his house - too cute! Yay Dad!
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