Pétanque

Some days you have blips by the dozen. Others you don't. Today is one of the don't days.

I am a French teacher and I'm partial to a good game of pétanque. I am hopeless, but that somehow doesn't diminish the fun. There's something about sunshine, shiny boules and a glass or two of red wine that make this a very sociable sport. There was an article in the paper a wee while ago that said pétanque was becoming a drunkards' game. Such a shame really.

I like the authentic soil in the grooves of this boule and the worn look it's taken on from years of abuse by school kids.

It's time for them to come out again methinks.

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I liked this shot from Northern today.