L'Art à Tatouille

Say it fast to get the pun.

We did manage to fit some work in today, between another training walk up Alaric (accompanied by S, 220 m of climbing to the borie in overcast, sticky heat) and the dancing in the street at 5 p.m. Dancing was followed by a banda and an apero (of course) before everyone headed up to the terrain des fêtes for the evening. It was windy but not cold; after dinner the first half was Gipsy Dandy, followed by old favourites l'Art à Tatouille, also seen here. I hovered by the stage taking photos. It's a hit-and-miss business even close up; I was strangely impressed by one photo where all three musicians succeeded in obscuring each others' faces.

Off home at 1 a.m.; the band was still playing, but we were knackered.