sounds enviable, Martin.
(I just tried googling and requesting automatic trans from French to English,
never done this before. I learn:
Calendar of the main events:
June: Translagorçoise: hiking race for great and small. Its popularity is such
that runners of the whole department and adjacent departments meet in Lagorce.
First Sunday of August: Feast of the book: it is the meeting of the book lovers
who organize stands on the street of the temple until the place of the Tithe. In
1999 was even organized a feast of the painting. This appointment was a success,
we hope that it is in program for the next festivities.)
Haven't been in yr France since 1960s, to my shame.
best from Max
Quoting Martin Walker <[log in to unmask]>:
> Ardèche, France, Max. Drive down motorway to Marseille from Lyon, turn off at
> Montélimar Nord, Le Teil, Aubenas road, turn off left to Lagorce & Vallon,
> left again to Lagorce - looks like a saurian sitting snugly on the crest of a
> hill, the village is built on the slope down to the valley of the Salastre,
> which dries out in the summer.
> mj
> And the globe keeps rolling towards a pocket without a bottom although on the
> way the green cloth field is smooth. - Louis MacNeice
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: Max Richards
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Sent: Tuesday, April 28, 2009 2:02 AM
> Subject: Re: concert of frogs & birds
>
>
> where is this village, Martin?
>
> I fondly recall spring 1980 in Old Boars Hill when the cuckoos sounded so
> boldly.
>
> If I remember aright, after a few weeks their call changes to oo-cuck,
> oo-cuck.
>
> Our rented cottage backed on to 'Matthew Arnold Hill' (or was it 'Field'?),
> and my son attended Matthew Arnold College, a fairly tough high school.
>
> Trying to recall the name of the village where Ruskin led undergraduate
> acolytes
> (inc Oscar Wilde) in a spot of roadmaking.
>
> In an Oxford lecture hall I heard Terry Eagleton urging the young on to the
> Necessity of Theory.
> I gathered one was needed by the young BEFORE they read literature.
> Otherwise they would be trapped by bourgeois ideology.
>
> Max
>
> Quoting Martin Walker <[log in to unmask]>:
>
> > Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird - the first two nightingales
> of
> > spring have just joined the frogs' nocturnal concert, piping and trilling
> in
> > descant, down near the brook at the bottom of the village.
> > But I was already a sod before I heard their high requiem.
> > mj
> >
> > And the globe keeps rolling towards a pocket without a bottom although on
> > the way the green cloth field is smooth. - Louis MacNeice
> >
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