tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61082243182832949182024-02-21T16:06:14.427+01:00Life around Cormatin, Taizé, Cluny - BurgundyA blog about a Dutchman living among the French...Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.comBlogger329125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-74697115109101905082018-12-08T07:05:00.000+01:002018-12-08T07:05:05.269+01:00European Heritage Days<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">JdP 2018, Musée d'Ochier Cluny<i><b><br />
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The third weekend in September is in France reserved for the Journées du Patrimoine, comparable to the British National Heritage Days. Many monuments and museums are opening their doors either free of charge or with a discount. Often people who are living in a monument open their habitat to the people at a modest entrance fee. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trésor de Cluny</td></tr>
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Certainly when we first lived here this was an opportunity to see interesting buildings or museums for a very reasonable price. But, as with many things, there comes a time when you've seen it all.<br />
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However, in September 2017 archeologists found, whilst digging on the abbey grounds, a treasure consisting of golden and silver coins minted in the early 12th century, and a signet ring from the same period. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Signet ring (photo Journal de Saône-et-Loire)<i><b><br />
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For these Journées du Patrimoine the <a href="https://lejournal.cnrs.fr/articles/un-tresor-exceptionnel-retrouve-a-cluny" target="_blank"><i><b>trésor de Cluny</b></i></a> was brought back to the town where it was unearthed. It was on display in the Musée Ochier in Cluny. The public interest was so big that (something that never happens at this museum) people were quieting up to enter. So instead of visiting the abbey for the umpteenth time, I decided to join the queue, like a good Brit would have done.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trésor de Cluny</td></tr>
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Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-55898435481007796422018-11-24T07:05:00.000+01:002018-11-24T07:05:07.953+01:00A new second-hand shop<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The old shop of Mme Nicolas</td></tr>
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for a long time now we have had a weekly lunch at La Petite Auberge, a simple but good restaurant in Cluny's high street. The restaurant is located next to a second-hand bookshop, Livres Anciens run by Mme Nicole Nicolas. Even though we only ever bought one small book in her shop, we got to know her. <br />
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She often ate at La Petite Auberge, and Bugundians being friendly and polite people, we were soon on "Bonjour" terms with her. End of April however we noticed that the shop window had been emptied, and a week later there was a little card on the door saying that Mme Nicolas had passed away. From the owner of La Petite Auberge we learned that Mme Nicolas had died after a very short illness.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the shop of Amaury Bonnetain</td></tr>
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Until August this year the empty shop was a painful reminder that nothing in life is eternal. In August however a new card appeared in the shop window. A certain M. Amaury Bonnetain was going to reopen the shop in October, again as a second-hand bookshop. In October the shop window had al of a sudden some books in it, one of which was a standard work on Romanesque churches in the region. <br />
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One of my friends was interested in that particular book. After some phone calls and an inspection of the book itself the deal was made very quickly. The new owner happened to be a very amiable person, and we have left him in charge of some book titles of books that are new no longer available.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-45563862544097850292018-11-10T07:05:00.000+01:002018-11-10T07:05:01.516+01:00The Arab market in Chalon-sur-Saône<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Arab market - Chalon</td></tr>
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Every Thursday morning Chalon-sur-Saône hosts a very cosy and busy market, known by the locals as the Arab market. The market is located in a quarter where the population is originally from North-African or Arabic descent. That is also the reason why the market is more colourful and aromatic (due to the many different sorts of ground spices) than the average "normal" markets with predominantly French buyers and sellers.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Arab market - Chalon</td></tr>
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When some years back French politicians started to compete each other by imitating Marine Le Pen in an attempt to cajole part of her voters out of her supporters, Mayor Gilles Platret was one of the politicians of Les Républicains (the right wing party of a.o. Sarkozy) who announced taking "measures". One of his spearheads was stopping providing halal meals for school lunches. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Arab market - Chalon</td></tr>
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That is still challenged by the supporters of halal food, and every so often Platret is summoned again for another appeal case concerning this item (end October a court of appeal in Lyon decided that Platret's decision had te be withdrawn). More recently he ordered the police to do street checks around the Arab market, no doubt in search of potential terrorists. These actions however were not very successful. If they had caught only one person Platret would have made a big show out of it. <br />
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However, after the police checks in the area we thought that that might have had a negative effect on the market, but that turned out not to have been the case.<br />
Recently we went there again, not necessarily to buy something (although we did), but just to taste the atmosphere. The market is still what it used to be: a cosy day market, where lots of colourful clothing is sold, where people are friendly, where the vegetable stalls sell more exotic stuff than the supermarkets, and where there is a constant smell of freshly ground spices and herbs, which we recognise from markets in the Middle-East and Asia.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Arab market - Chalon</td></tr>
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Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-34245975142129797332018-10-27T07:05:00.000+02:002018-10-27T07:05:03.166+02:00Réserve Naturelle de la Truchère- Ratenelle<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La Truchère - the lake</td></tr>
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Our photo club in Cluny came with a proposal to organise an outing to La Truchère. La Truchère? Yes, La Truchère. We had no idea what on earth was interesting about this village, so we decided to look it up in Wikipedia and Google Maps. La Truchère appeared to be a small village on the East bank of the Saône near Tournus, there where another (small) river, the Seile flows into the Saône. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La Truchère -swan</td></tr>
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The only other things La Truchère has on offer are a church built in 1830 and a tiny little mooring place for small pleasure boats, neither of them very photogenic. We had no idea why the club had chosen this place for an outing.<br />
Upon inquiry we were told that, smack in the middle between two villages, there was a Nature reserve called Réserve Nature de La Truchère-Ratenelle, where one part with sand dunes, marshland and peat district is in la Truchère, the other, with a lake, marshland and peat district, is in Ratenelle. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La Truchère -swan</td></tr>
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The area is known to be home to some interesting birds, among others the purple heron.<br />
We should have known better, and not go to this bird reserve completely unprepared. We have not the foggiest when birds are breeding or when they migrate, etc., and apart from that we have not got a zoom lens sufficiently strong to shoot some nice pictures. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La Truchère -swan</td></tr>
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The chances that we would return with some spectacular bird pictures was in any case nil. An extra drawback was, that due to the extremely long and dry summer the water table was also extremely low. This of course did not add to the picturesqueness of the place.<br />
Irrespective of this I managed to shoot some acceptable pictures, albeit not of exotic birds, but of everyday swans, and who knows, maybe we will have more luck next time….<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La Truchère -swan</td></tr>
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Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-83039048533640941152018-10-13T07:05:00.000+02:002018-10-13T14:04:29.877+02:00Steaming Southwards<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Arrival Chalon-sur-Saône</td></tr>
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Last year we made a long trip, from Le Creusot to Mulhouse (in the Alsace) on board a train pulled by a beautiful steam locomotive, the 241P17. This was one of the last operating express train locomotives in France, and there are only a few of those left. The three first digits of the train number indicate the number of axles: 2 leading truck axles, 4 driving axles and 1 trailing truck axles. In England, where they indicate the number of wheels, this would be called a 4-8-2 locomotive.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lyon-Perrache</td></tr>
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The home base of the train is Le Creusot, also the place where the locomotive once was built (1950) by the Schneider Company. She was operating until the end of the sixties.<br />
An enthusiastic group of steam maniacs have revived this locomotive and keeps her going. Every year there are outings from Le Creusot to a.o. the Alsace, the Loire region, Lyon, Aix-les-Bains, Switzerland, etc. It is obvious that there is a price tag attached to these trips, however a "real" trip with a steam train is quite different from a 1 mile trip on a specially installed or restored short rail track.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lyon-Perrache</td></tr>
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After last year's trip to the National Railway Museum in Mulhouse, where we had a dinner in the museum amidst historical locomotives, we decided to keep an eye on next year's program for a revival.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Between Vienne and Valence</td></tr>
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The first brochure that came in advertised, apart from the "standard" trips, a three-days outing to Marseille, where the second day was reserved for a trip along the coast line. That sounded promising, hence we started to make inquiries. Last year we had reserved places in a 6 person first class compartment, and that worked this year as well. This year it looked like we could occupy all 6 seats, because some French friends would like to join as well.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steam on the left bank, nuclear energy on the right bank (Cruas)</td></tr>
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The website <a href="https://www.train-vapeur.fr/">https://www.train-vapeur.fr/</a> however did not give sufficient details, hence we decided to phone the organisers. In the meantime their plans had changed: the trip was one week later than the original one, and the trip went to Avignon instead of Marseille. For the second day one could choose between a river cruise on the Rhône at Avignon, a trip on our train to Arles where one could stay for the day, or from where one could continue to the Miramas Train Festival. We found neither the river cruise nor the Miramas Train Festival very appealing, hence we went for a day in Arles. Our French friends could not join us, because they were free during the original weekend, but they had other obligations the weekend after. Their place was taken by some Dutch friends of our friends, so we still had the compartment to ourselves.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Old next to new in Avignon</td></tr>
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There appeared to be another bottleneck when we heard that the trip before ours had to be cancelled because of engine problems. Fortunately these were solved in time, hence our trip was still on the rails.<br />
Two days before departure we received a phone call informing us that the departure times had been changed to one hour earlier than planned. However, since we had decided to board the train in Chalon-sur-Saône, this change did not affect us much. Instead of driving at the crack of dawn to Le Creusot (a good one and a half hours drive) to catch the 6h24 train, we drove at still a comfortable time to Chalon, to catch the 9h35 train.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Avignon-Arles</td></tr>
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The trip was wonderful. We had indeed our own compartment, we had ordered some sort of airplane lunch both ways, the weather was like in summer, hence we drove with open windows, fully enjoying the steam train noises and smells, the soot particles threatening one's eyes, the musical interludes the driver managed to get out of the steam whistle…. In a word, this was going to be a super trip.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Arrival Arles</td></tr>
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There were only a few minor drawbacks: the whole track was more or less straight, and for nice photographs of a steam locomotive in her full glory one needs long bends. And the amount of spectators along the track was disappointing. Last year, in Vesoul, where the train took in water, half the population was at the station to wave us goodbye. In Lyon, where we also had a long stop we were only gaped at by travellers to other destinations. However, this could have been to blame on the last minute change in the time table indicated on the website; when we left the website had not yet been updated (it has been now).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Musée Départemental Arles Antique</td></tr>
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In Avignon we stayed in an Ibis Budget hotel, not luxurious but adequate, the evening dinner in Avignon was excellent, the day we spent in Arles (a place we know quite well) was very enjoyable, also due to the summer temperatures and a for us brand-new museum, the very interesting Musée Départemental Arles Antique.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Departure Arles</td></tr>
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Even though the heavens opened the morning of our departure, we managed to reach the station in Avignon relatively dry. And the skies cleared during the trip north.<br />
And that was the end of a nostalgic, long weekend. I am very curious to find out what trips are planned for 2019….Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-10150812353180660742018-09-29T07:05:00.000+02:002018-09-29T07:05:04.534+02:00Exposition 2018 Photo Club Cluny<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Setting-up the Expo 2018</td></tr>
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Last year, while walking across Cluny's Saturday market, we noticed a poster near the Salle Malgouverne in the town centre announcing a picture exhibition of Photo Club Cluny. And since both of us are interested in photography we decided to walk in and see what the club had to offer. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Making the mats</td></tr>
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The pictures on display were varied and interesting, we bumped into someone there whom we knew from another occasion, and we were invited to see what it was all about during the next biweekly meeting. When we arrived there a couple of weeks later, we found more people like us who had found the club through this exhibition. <br />
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We received a short introduction in the activities the club had on offer: dedicated outings to cover a specific event, or a specific seasonal phenomena (autumn/mushrooms, Carnaval Vénitien in Annecy, playing with light ant lighting, a deer park, etc.), taking part in competitions of photo clubs in the department, access to a whole host of photography magazines, etc. It sounded interesting enough to give it a try for one year.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the country</td></tr>
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And soon the time has come: our club organises its yearly exhibition. We are now a group of 12, whilst there were 5 members when we joined. Not exactly a massive number, but nevertheless… Each member has to fill 3 exposition panels, covering 3 different subjects of max 6 pictures per subject. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Romanesque heritage</td></tr>
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I am very curious to see what the rest of the group comes up with: my subjects are "In the concert hall", "In the country" and "Romanesque heritage". In this blog some of my chosen pictures.<br />
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And even <a href="https://www.lejsl.com/edition-macon/2018/09/23/cluny-l-exposition-du-club-photo-en-images" target="_blank"><i><b>the local newspaper</b></i></a> had item on it! Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-23257820988020587762018-09-15T07:05:00.000+02:002018-09-15T07:05:09.514+02:00Lancharre<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The church of Lancharre<i><b><br />
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The church Notre-Dame-de-l’Assomption in Lancharre, or what is left of it, once was part of a priory. The original nave of this Romanesque church was demolished in the 17th century, and only the transept, apses, choir and the bell tower are still in existence. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Interior 2012</td></tr>
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Even though the church was not open, but closed off with a wall and a door, and hence not directly exposed to the elements, the building was in bad shape. The walls were full of cracks, the plaster was here and there heavily damaged or absent, in a word, the church could do with a renovation. It is always difficult for a commune of this size (Chapaize, 150 inhabitants) to cough up the dough for a restauration. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Interior 2012</td></tr>
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However, with a little help from some friends, in this case the State, the Province, the Community, generous gifts from private persons and the revenue of cultural events in the commune, there has been enough money raised over the last 20 years to fund a restauration. The church has been given new stained glass windows, cracks were repaired, plasterwork and decorations were patched up, in a word, the church obtained a facelift. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Interior 2018</td></tr>
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September first was the big day: this part of the restauration was finished, and the church was re-opened to the public.<br />
An inauguration is not complete without festivities: there were 2 bagpipe players and a hurdy-gurdy player, there was a lecture about the history of the church, the Dutch madrigal choir Roundelay gave a concert and at the end the mayor of Chapaize declared the church officially opened.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Interior 2018</td></tr>
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We saw the interior of the building for the last time in 2012, and comparing the before and after pictures reveal what has been done.<br />
Hence: I take my hat off for those who contributed to the metamorphosis of Lancharre's church!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roundelay 2018</td></tr>
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For those who are really interested in what the church looked and looks I have set up some picture albums:<br />
<a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/CQPXZQDNan4qCKwX9" target="_blank"><i><b>Exterior of the church</b></i></a><br />
<a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/xCsWxy4n8sZteXCA6" target="_blank"><i><b>Interior around 2012</b></i></a> <br />
<a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/BXj9ESsVb6NY64Cx5" target="_blank"><i><b>The church in September 2018</b></i></a> Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-14213408791621086212018-09-01T07:05:00.000+02:002018-09-01T07:05:03.496+02:00The downfall of a pizzeria<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A very thick pizza (from Dr. Oetker's website)</td></tr>
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Once upon a time, whilst living in the Netherlands, I saw pizzas as huge circular thickly cut sandwiches, with a topping that was usually varying from tasteful to acceptable. Since I am not really a dough-liking sort of person a pizzeria did not rank very high on my list of favourite restaurants. Until one day, in the vicinity of Avignon in France I discovered that when pizzas are made wafer-thin they could be very nice indeed. This held for most of the pizzas I ate in France. When we settled down in this part of Burgundy we quickly found a pizzeria that ranked high on the list of making the thinnest pizzas in the world. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A reasonably thin pizza (from Koopmans' website)</td></tr>
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And even though the restaurant recently changed hands and recipes, the quality of the pizza bottoms stayed as it was.<br />
However, at the beginning of this year "Le Loup Garou" closed down for a number of months, and we had no idea what was coming in its place. A boutique? A drugstore? A restaurant offering local specialities? Recently we found out. A new restaurant opened its doors, under the same name with a similar menu: "Le Loup Garou" ("The Werewolf") had risen from the dead! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The old Loup Garou</td></tr>
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After the restaurant had been going for a couple of days (never try a new restaurant on its opening day, we have found out) we decided whether the chef could match his predecessor. All signs were pointing that way. The old oven had not been replaced; the machine that produced thin pizza bottoms was still there, in a word, provided they would produce decent toppings as well there was not much that could go wrong. At least that is what I thought. The pizza bottoms turned out to be hand shaped, and unrealistically thick with a very thick edge as well, and what was worse, the edge was toppingless. On top of that the topping of my pizza saumon was not a shadow of what the original "Loup Garou" offered…. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The new Loup Garou</td></tr>
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Something that had never happened to me happened here. The bottom was so thick and tough, that I could not cut it with the provided knife. After 6 attempts of cutting it the waitress brought me another, sharper knife, which cut marginally better. When I finally had a mouthful of pizza I needed more wine then there was in my glass to work it down. The result: after half a pizza, of which I had removed a 5 cm wide edge, I could not eat anymore. Despite all this (we had paid for it!) we took the other half, without the edges, home. As far as I'm concerned I am waiting for still another owner, and in the meantime I will be roughing it with the other pizzerias in Cluny….Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-55146614210003933282018-08-18T07:05:00.000+02:002018-08-18T07:05:07.869+02:00Musical balance<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Duo Atlas - Chazelle Eglise Notre-Dame</td></tr>
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Even though the beautiful weather still continues, the summer season, where it concerns festivals and concerts, is drawing to an end. Hence time to draw up the balance sheet!<br />
We'll start off close to home: Guitares en Cormatinois in Chazelle's church. Unfortunately the three first concerts were given during the period of the World Cup Football, which drew even more attention of the population because France reached the Finals and won. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paris Gadjo Club - Chazelle Eglise Notre-Dame</td></tr>
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The number of visitors of the concerts reflected that; Irish Kind Of, Markus Held & Cie. and the Hair Brothers performed for a half empty church. Fortunately, the remaining two concerts filled the church almost to capacity. The Spanish/Dutch Duo Atlas played an excellent classical concert, and the Paris Gadjo Club played for a full house a mixture of Manouche jazz and Brazilian Choro, with the emphasis on Choro.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roundelay - Chapaize Eglise Saint-Martin</td></tr>
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From Chapaize Culture we had chosen what we thought were the best concerts: the Dutch madrigal choir Roundelay gave (as usual) an excellent performance, and the Irish Folk concert with the trio Rachel Goodwin, Hervé Dréan and Gilles Poutoux radiated an enormous amount of pleasure, which was not lost on the spectators.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Quatuor Modigliani - Cluny Eglise Saint-Marcel</td></tr>
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For Les Grandes Heures de Cluny and the free Festival Off Les Petites Minutes de Cluny we had this year made a conscious choice. Last year we saw all concerts (7 + 7), which soon resulted in concert fatigue. Like last year, this year had for two weeks 3 consecutive concerts per week, and a separate concert a week later. We had chosen one concert per week, 3 concerts in total. And because we were looking at a Festival and a Festival Off, we nevertheless saw 6 concerts. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trio Goldberg - Cluny Farinier des Moines</td></tr>
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Highlights of this year was a series of string quartets by the Quatuor Modigliani and the free concert by Trio Goldberg with a.o. Bach's Goldberg Variations arranged for violin, viola and cello. Note however, that this does not mean that the other concerts were of inferior quality!Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-49750633815048412912018-08-04T07:05:00.000+02:002018-08-04T07:05:01.246+02:00Picnics<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OE_4wTMUFs/W2RvOkw8q5I/AAAAAAABT0E/ToetfOGh3MUQqXvE_i_kd9XvFVmodeF_ACLcBGAs/s1600/tempel%2B07-04-29_1W.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1067" data-original-width="1600" height="267" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_OE_4wTMUFs/W2RvOkw8q5I/AAAAAAABT0E/ToetfOGh3MUQqXvE_i_kd9XvFVmodeF_ACLcBGAs/s400/tempel%2B07-04-29_1W.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La Boulaye</td></tr>
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The summer is an ideal time for tourist outings, and how can one better break a long ride in order to stop somewhere for a picnic. We often do that, just the two of us, but we do it also when we have family or friends over. The day starts with a fixed ritual: the car is loaded with camping tables and chairs, e tablecloth, sometimes a picnic blanket, the cool box is filled with drinks, sandwich fillings and salads, and then we are on the move to our first stop. However, stopping at the baker for a fresh baguette is also a must.<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kbi222Gt1KE/W2RvgyIjGGI/AAAAAAABT0M/y6q1dlvmXz4j2tu6GHQSzgvdqujFVOIawCLcBGAs/s1600/picnic%2B2018-07-20_01%2BSN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1500" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kbi222Gt1KE/W2RvgyIjGGI/AAAAAAABT0M/y6q1dlvmXz4j2tu6GHQSzgvdqujFVOIawCLcBGAs/s400/picnic%2B2018-07-20_01%2BSN.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Perrecy-les-Forges</td></tr>
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Throughout the years we have built up a nice collection of picnic spots. When we travel direction La Boulaye to visit the Temple of 1000 Buddhas, we often eat in the shadow of the church of Perrecy-les-Forges, which on its own is certainly also worth a visit.<br />
On our way to the Brionnais for the cattle market in St-Christophe or for some beautiful Romanesque churches we often stop at the Butte de Suin or by the war memorial in Beauberry. Both locations are high up and offer beautiful views.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Suin</td></tr>
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However, we are also quite happy to skip our favourites and trade them in for a spot along a canal, by a lake or a river, or somewhere in the middle of the vineyards. They may not offer wide views, but one can enjoy peace and quiet there.<br />
Besides, the word "Picnic" has an added value as well: when my better half is not so keen to visit another church again, the "P"-word makes her eyes light up, and it certainly softens the blow of visiting churches.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ladoix-Serrigny</td></tr>
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Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-5330645573953081472018-07-21T07:05:00.000+02:002018-08-03T16:18:56.443+02:00Guests of honour<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The church of St-Chistophe-en-Bresse</td></tr>
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Somewhere in March 2016, when we returned from a short holiday in Paris, we found a message on the answering machine of a lady, a certain Mme Bouthier from Saint-Christophe-en-Bresse with a question whether we could provide her with some photographs. We phoned her back to find out what exactly she wanted, and she came up with the following story: on the internet site of Bourgogne Romane she had found some pictures of the church in St-Christophe, showing an oculus in the façade of the church. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the enlargements</td></tr>
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As I had agreed with the webmaster of this site, he gives me credit for each of my pictures he uses by providing a link to our own website. And through this link the woman had got hold of our phonenumber. We had visited the church for the first time in September 2013, and a second time in April 2014. And because the oculus had nothing spectacular, I had not been bothered to take any detailed pictures; besides, in 2014 the oculus had been broken, and there was not much more left than a hole in the glass. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The broken window</td></tr>
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The woman was somehow connected with the restauration of the church, and her question was: could I produce some pictures in which the oculus was better visible, for the stained glass specialist could produce a new window resembling the old one as good as possible. Fortunately I take all my pictures in NEF or RAW format, from which I save the as JPEG files as well. In NEF it is fairly easy to make acceptable enlargements, and adjust shadows, exposure, etc.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After the restauration</td></tr>
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That was not really very difficult: I went through my collection, adjusted thee blow-ups as good as I could and send those pictures to the lady in St-Christophe. She was very content with the results and she invited us over to seen the renovated church once the restorations were finished. A very kind and charming idea of course, but often these sort of promises get lost with time.<br />
We were pleasantly surprised when some weeks ago we received by post an invitation of the mayor of St-Christophe, M. Nicolas Bouthier for the inauguration of the church after the restauration. who can ignore an invitation like this? We returned an email containinng an RSVP straight away.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plaquette during the inauguration</td></tr>
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When we arrived there at 16h00 quite a few of the 1100 inhabitants were waiting outside the church for the doors to be opened. we had spotted the mayor quite soon, as we had his wife. When we approached Mme Bouthier to introduce ourselves, she first looked a bit puzzled, until she realised that we might have had contact with her mother-in-law. And that turned out to be correct; we tackled a woman with a typical "mother-in-law"-outlook, who happened to be the "old" Mme Bouthier. She remembered us well, was still grateful for our help and she was thrilled to bits that we had accepted the invitation. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">How many people are needed to cut a ribbon?</td></tr>
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We were introduced to other people who had been involved in the restauration and from one moment to the other we were transformed from ordinary guests to guests of honour. <br />
By now we know quite well how these things work: the mayor gives a speech thanking everybody involved in the works personally and/or manually, being it the architect or local officials, followed by speeches by the architect, the priest, the delegates of various councils, etc.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vin d'amitié</td></tr>
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When this was all over there was of course the inevitable verre d'amitié in the village hall, where we were treared as guests of honour as well. In a word, we did not regret for one second that we had contributed a tiny little bit to the restauration of one small part of this beautiful church.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-66634169619039088582018-07-07T07:05:00.000+02:002018-07-07T07:05:00.488+02:00The latest from Cormatin<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Het oorspronkelijke Café de la Poste</td></tr>
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A lot of things are happening in our Metropolis, and some of the changes turn out to be an improvement. The Tabac, which moved quite some time ago from its original location between Les Blés d'Or and La Terrasse to a place a bit further down the road, the ex- Café de la Poste, has traded places again and is back to where it started from. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">De oorspronkelijke Tabac</td></tr>
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The Tabac sold at its previous and present location tobacco, scratch cards and loto cards; however, it also runs a cafeteria cum snack bar, and has a more spacious terrace at its disposal.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The "new" Tabac</td></tr>
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On the vacant plot (hence ex-Café de la Poste) a new restaurant has opened its doors, Chez L'Oncle Jules. We have had a meal there twice now, and were very content with it. After the last wreath laying ceremony they were the ones who hosted the vin d'amitié and the snacks. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chez L'Oncle Jules (Photo courtesy of S.L. Nixon)</td></tr>
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The prices are very reasonable and the quality of the food is good to excellent; a starter + main dish is approx. € 13.50, and the à la carte dishes are also good and reasonably priced. The general criticism we heard (and we agree with that) is that the service can be a bit chaotic. However, that can be a wrinkle that might be ironed out with time; Chez L'Oncle Jules only opened its doors at the end of May. Nice little extra: the restaurant has an upstairs half open room, bordering a nice little garden. Hopefully the restaurant is here to stay. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dakterras - Chez L'Oncle Jules</td></tr>
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Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-65654337209306625592018-06-23T07:05:00.000+02:002018-06-28T16:37:19.482+02:00Guitares en Cormatinois 2018<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eglise de Chazelle</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Like each year, an overview of what the Festival Guitares en Cormatinois, 17th edition, has on offer. This year will see a number of familiar faces on stage, however, there are also a number of artists who have never played in Chazelle before. For more detailed information do not hesitate to visit our completely renewed <a href="http://guitaresencormatinois.com/" target="_blank"><i><b>Guitares en Cormatinois website</b></i></a><br />
All concerts start at 17h30 and will be held at the Romanesque church of Chazelle.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Irish Kind Of 2016</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Saturday 7 July 2018: <a href="http://www.irishkindof.fr/" target="_blank"><i><b>Irish Kind Of</b></i></a>, a trio (guitar, vocals, violin, flute) specialized in Irish folk music. This is their third performance in Chazelle, and so far they always managed to fill the church up completely. We strongly recommend making a reservation.<br />
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Sunday 6 July 208: <a href="http://www.lejsl.com/samedi-et-cie/2011/04/01/markus-held-en-concert" target="_blank"><i><b>Markus Held</b></i></a> - violin, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hilarioyanezguitar/" target="_blank"><i><b>Hilario Yáñez</b></i></a> – guitar en <a href="https://www.cie-mariebraun.com/" target="_blank"><i><b>Marie Braun</b></i></a> – flute with a varied program of classical music. Yáñez has played here before, and Held is also not unknown around here.<br />
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Sunday 15 July 2018: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hairbrothersduo/" target="_blank"><i><b>Hair Brothers</b></i></a>, a duo, vocals and 7-strings guitars. According to their Facebook page they hve developed a style based on jazz and world music.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Duo Atlas - Spanje</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Saturday 21 July 2018: <a href="http://www.duoatlas.com/uk/home.html" target="_blank"><i><b>Duo Atlas</b></i></a>, a Spanish/Dutch duo, guitar and cello. Both live and work in Spain. Their program covers music from around 1200 to contemporary music.<br />
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Sunday 22 July 2018: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=br8gFnIinbs" target="_blank"><i><b>Paris Gadjo Combo</b></i></a>, a Manouche Quartet (guitars, bass, clarinet) playing Manouche jazz and Brazilian Choro Music. Knowing the popularity of this sort of music around here we strongly recommend making a reservation.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paris Gadjo Club</td></tr>
</tbody></table>For reservations I refer to the <a href="http://guitaresencormatinois.com/" target="_blank"><i><b>Guitares en Cormatinois website</b></i></a>. However, we can also organise tickets for you; contact us directly and we will take care that the tickets are waiting for you on the required evening(s).<br />
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Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-58604585175056964402018-06-09T07:05:00.000+02:002018-06-09T07:05:01.335+02:00Grandes Heures de Cluny 2018<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Again, this year Les Grandes Heures de Cluny, a classical music festival will take place during the summer months, at various locations in Cluny. Below a concise overview of the various concerts in this series. Just like previous years we hope to be able to attend all concerts in this excellent series.<br />
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Saturday 16 June 2018 – 18h00 - Presentation of the festival by Guy Touvron, with musical accompaniment by pianist Marie-Ange Nguci. Chopin, Ravel, Prokofiev.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2017- Farinier</td></tr>
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Sunday 29 July 2018 – 20h00 - Cloître de l'Abbaye – Orchestre de Minsk conducted by Alexander Anissimov. Brahms.<br />
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Thursday 2 August 2018 – 20h00 - Fariniers des Moines – Ensemble RosaSolis, Magali Léger – soprano, Guy Touvron – trumpet. Haendel, Marcello, Scarlatti, Vivaldi, Bach.<br />
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Friday 3 August 2018 – 20h00 – Farinier des Moines – Vahan Mardirossian and Tristan Pfaff – piano à 4 mains. Schubert, Guerinel, Brahms, Offenbach.<br />
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Saturday 4 August 2018 – 20h00 - Fariniers des Moines – Augustin Dumay – violin, Vanessa Wagner – piano. Brahms, Mozart, Franck.<br />
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Thursday 9 August 2018 – 20h00 – Eglise Saint-Marcel – Ensemble Polygones, Fiona McGown – mezzo-soprano, Celia Oneto Bensaid – piano. Great female composers: de Mongeroult, Bonis, C. Schumann, Pepin.<br />
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Friday 10 a August 2018 - 20h00 – Eglise Saint-Marcel – Quatuor Modigliani. Mozart, Schubert, Tchaikovsky.<br />
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Saturday 11 augustus 2018 – 20h00 – Eglise Saint-Marcel – Ensemble vocal et instrumental de l'Ain conducted by Michel Corboz & Eric Reynaud. Glorias of Poulenc resp. Puccini.<br />
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<a href="http://www.grandesheuresdecluny.com/concerts" target="_blank"><i><b>Click here</b></i></a> for the full program.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eglise St-Marcel</td></tr>
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The prices of the tickets are at the moment of writing still unknown. From experience I can say that the presention of the series will be free of charge; the tickets for the other concerts will be somewhere in between €20 and €30.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-42847464830374747322018-05-26T07:05:00.000+02:002018-05-26T07:31:39.792+02:00Annecy: Carnaval venétien<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annecy</td></tr>
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I have always thought that the date of Carnival was related to the date of Easter: carnival's Sunday is 7 weeks before Easter Sunday, and ends three days after the first day on Fat Tuesday (Mardi Gras). The Dutch Catholic part of the population seems to stick with the religious calendar; however in predominantly (traditionally) catholic France they do not seem to bother so much with the exact dates of carnival. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annecy</td></tr>
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In those towns in Burgundy where carnival is celebrated the celebrations take place during a weekend one or more weeks later then the "official" carnival. In places where carnival is only celebrated as a party for schoolchildren it is often held on a weekday. Sometimes the festivities last a week, like in Chalon, partially indoors (balls, concerts) and partially outdoors with one or two big parades. Scenes one encounters in Dutch Brabant and Limburg (the catholic southern provinces of the Netherlands), where the towns are filled with a seething carousing guzzling mass of people, we (fortunately) have not encountered around here. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annecy</td></tr>
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Recently we accidentally found out that a number of French towns organise something connected to the Venetian carnival. One of those towns is Annecy, a small 3 hour's drive from here. And since we had enjoyed the Chalon carnival twice already (which we found enough anyway), we decided to sign up for a bus trip to Annecy. Not for Sunday 11 February of course, but for Saturday 23 February. We were completely baffled by the crowds there. Annecy's old town is small with narrow streets, and at places it was impossible to move at all. <br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4Fuu_Rglvs/WreksaQuWEI/AAAAAAABQUE/Kr8CUTzYG6kOP8pPNK0yejZMbKO7EcDFQCLcBGAs/s1600/carnaval%2B2018-02-24_48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1500" height="266" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4Fuu_Rglvs/WreksaQuWEI/AAAAAAABQUE/Kr8CUTzYG6kOP8pPNK0yejZMbKO7EcDFQCLcBGAs/s400/carnaval%2B2018-02-24_48.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annecy</td></tr>
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In and amongst the spectators there were people dressed up in elaborate costumes with ditto masks, and when asked they stopped, took an artistic pose, had a photoshoot with whomever wanted that, and then paraded on. There were about 500 people dressed up like this, of all nationalities. There were Swiss, Italians, but also French dressed up like Venetians.<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1MsAC_YCJ24/Wrek8598DeI/AAAAAAABQUM/MzCq5lCaiEoyV8i7aWNDJ_V8TEV9c81fwCLcBGAs/s1600/carnaval%2B2018-02-24_70.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1500" height="266" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1MsAC_YCJ24/Wrek8598DeI/AAAAAAABQUM/MzCq5lCaiEoyV8i7aWNDJ_V8TEV9c81fwCLcBGAs/s400/carnaval%2B2018-02-24_70.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annecy</td></tr>
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Even though the costumes were beautiful, I was a bit put off by the masks. That what can make a photoshoot of people with "real" faces interesting are the facial expressions of the models (if one can catch the expression of course). Needless to say that the masks do not show any emotion at all. My conclusion is, that, even though it was a very cold but beautiful day, one event like this one in Annecy is more than enough for a life time. Having said that, if Annecy one day decides to stage a Carnival in Rio, who knows….Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-7606924050804697882018-05-12T07:05:00.000+02:002018-05-12T07:05:00.425+02:00The Ikea-density per country (12 mei 2018)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ikea Dijon</td></tr>
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if you ever want to buy something at Ikea in the Netherlands, you will seldom have to travel more than 30 miles. In France that is slightly different; the nearest Ikea-shops for us are located in Dijon or Lyon, each about 60 miles from our home. And since Ikea Dijon is considerably more easily reachable compared to its Lyon counterpart, we have a strong preference for Dijon. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A car full of Ikea stuff, but no Billy case....</td></tr>
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Hence, when we needed another Billy bookcase and some more Ikea stuff, we decided to check the availability of "our" furniture on the Dijon website. That seemed to be the case, although the remarks on the website were a bit ambiguous.<br />
We understood "Disponible sur commande au magasin de IKEA Dijon" to mean: order on the spot and pick your parcel up at the collection counter. For another type of cupboard it said "Disponible à IKEA Dijon", which we interpreted as pick it up from the shelf, pay and leave. However, we found out that the Billy bookcase could be ordered there and then, but that the order had to be delivered to your home by Ikea itself. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This Mackapär cabinet however was available in Dijon</td></tr>
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We were advised, if we did not want to pay the delivery charges, we should make another trip to Lyon, where the bookcase was available and from where it could be taken home straight away. Since we did not need the bookcase urgently, we decided to leave the Billy bookcase in Lyon for the time being.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The exreme left Billy case came all the way from Eindhoven!</td></tr>
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A few weeks later however, we had to go to the Netherlands, and about ten miles from Den Bosch, the place where we were staying, there happened to be an Ikea in Eindhoven. They had the Billy bookcase in stock, so when we returned to France a few days later, we had a brandnew Billy in the boot, and, it turned out to be marginally cheaper than its French counterpart as well! Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-35395282790479129382018-05-05T07:05:00.000+02:002018-05-05T07:05:14.180+02:00The show must go on<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Biréli Lagrène & FrancisLockwood</td></tr>
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Jazz in Trivy is one of the few festivals around here that does not issue newsletters to those interested; one has to keep an eye on the website or on the posters in Cluny. Last year there had been no concert that suited me, and this spring I had completely forgotten Jazz in Trivy. Fortunately early April I saw a poster in a window where the first concert in the series was announced for 20 April: Biréli Lagrène – guitar and Francis Lockwood – piano were going to give a concert entitled "Hommage à Didier Lockwood". <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Lockwood Brothers</td></tr>
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I had heard Lagrène several times in Trivy, even one time with Didier Lockwood – violin, hence this concert seems to be worth its while. The word homage however was a bit strange, like Didier Lockwood had departed this life. That appeared to be correct; Lockwood had died of a heart attack in February. Through Google I found out that Francis was Didier's brother, and that explained the "Hommage". Tickets were ordered on line, and a few days later we went on our way to Trivy to hear Lagrène play.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Francis Lockwood</td></tr>
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The plot thickened when we arrived in Trivy: at the entrance I picked up a flyer announcing a concert of the Lockwood Brothers for … 20 April. Obviously the flyers were printed before the death of Didier Lockwood; however, the organisation had managed to replace Didier Lockwood with Biréli Lagrène. The poster however was most likely printed just before the date of the concert.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Francis Lockwood & Thibault François</td></tr>
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Once inside the church there appeared to be even more surprises. The announcer told us that also Lagrène could not be present tonight. He had phoned around 18h00 with the message that he was ill, and could not play. Fortunately, like good jazzmen, the organisation had a talent for improvisation. Before the break Francis Lockwood was going to play solo in a relatively short set, while after the break he was going to play a longer set together with the hastily drummed up guitar player from Lyon Thibault François.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thibault François</td></tr>
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To give those the honour they deserve: the organisation deserved a prize with honours for their improvisational talent, and, not having heard either musician previously, both played an excellent set.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jean Léchère</td></tr>
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Congratulations to Jean Léchère of Jazz in Trivy!Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-78336497759159149972018-04-28T07:05:00.000+02:002018-04-28T07:05:04.614+02:00Let the summer commence!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snow in Ickenham - England</td></tr>
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The Burgundian winter of 2018 will not enter the history books as one of the coldest winters ever. On the contrary; our winter this year was a real sluggish winter. Even though we had a few days with temperatures not far above the freezing point, a strong wind coming from the north combined with a high air humidity made us feeling cold to the bone. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snow in the harbour of Den Bosch (the Netherlands)</td></tr>
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I prefer one of these sunny bone-dry days, no wind, and temperatures well below zero. That feels a lot better, but we have hardly seen any days like that. Snow was also not very visible in Burgundy. The advantage of the lack of snow and real cold weather is that we had no black ice on the roads, nor slippery roads due to well compacted snow, and as a result we also had no problem with the mud-like layer of half-melted snow that can stay on the roads for quite a while after it started thawing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cité de la Musique - Paris</td></tr>
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The only substantial snow we have seen we experienced during a short holiday in England just before Christmas, during a short visit to the Netherlands and while we had a short holiday in Paris, both in March. Here we had some sleet, but that did not produce a nice white blanket on the fields.<br />
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As the summer is supposed to break out any day now, we sincerely hope that we will soon have a long period of dry, sunny and hence warm weather; that would at least make us forget the sluggish winter we have had.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-47898974680391639642018-04-13T07:05:00.000+02:002018-04-13T07:05:05.036+02:00Chapaize Culture<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chapaize</td></tr>
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Actually, this is advertising for the "enemy", however, the understanding between the organisers of the various musical festivals here is such that we do not really try to catch each other's clientele.<br />
Chapaize Culture has this year again an interesting program, reason why I decided to take a pick from this year's (2018) offer:<br />
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Saturday 14 April 18h30 - Auberge rurale, Chapaize: Soirée crêpes / accordéon (€5 for the concert, crêpes and drinks are charged separately). Two accordion players and two guitarists. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roundelay (Chapaize)</td></tr>
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Thursday 10 May 17h00 (ascencion day) – Eglise St-Martin, Chapaize - Roundelay, Dutch madrigal choir (free of charge, at the end they will go around with a hat). The ascencion day concert of Roundelay is a yearly event. We are still very impressed with this choir. We have attended their concerts since 2010, if not longer. The church has wonderful acoustics for this sort of music.<br />
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Sunday 27 May 17h00 – Auberge rurale, Chapaize – La Sido Trio (€12), with a program of Chansons written by o.a. Ferré, Prévert and Weil. Jazz trio with female singer.<br />
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Saturday 2 June 19h00 – Eglise St-Martin, Chapaize – Choeur arpège de Trélex (free of charge, at the end they will go around with a hat). Mixed choir of approx. 30 people, music from renaissance to contemporary music.<br />
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Friday 8 June 19h00 – Eglise St-Martin, Chapaize – Chorale Lycée Bismarck de Karlsruhe (free of charge, at the end they will go around with a hat). Music from classical to jazz and film music.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ensemble ODO (Cluny)</td></tr>
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Saturday 16 June 20h30 - Eglise St-Martin, Chapaize – ODO ensemble (€15). A group best described as bringing World Music. I saw them last year in Cluny and I was well impressed.<br />
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Sunday 5 August 18h30 - Eglise St-Martin, Chapaize – Irish music (€12). Flute, vocal, piano, accordeon.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lancharre</td></tr>
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Saturday 1 September – Prieuré de Lancharre (free of charge, at the end they will go around with a hat). The official opening of the renovated church with various events, such as:<br />
16h00 – Trio with bagpipes and hurdy-gurdy.<br />
18h00 – Roundelay (see also 10 May)<br />
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Saturday 8 September 20h30 - Eglise St-Martin, Chapaize – Paris Gadjo Club (€25). A quintet with manouche (à la Django Reinhardt) and Brasilian jazz.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paris Gadjo Club (Paris)</td></tr>
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<a href="http://www.chapaize-culture.fr/calendrier.html" target="_blank"><i><b>Click here</b></i></a> for the complete agenda.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-911625631807327422018-03-31T07:05:00.000+02:002018-03-31T07:05:02.507+02:00What's in a name?<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lenin (Internet)</td></tr>
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Long time ago I was christened as Cornelis Gerardus van Halderen, shortened for daily use to Kees (pronounced as "Case"). I have been quite content with my short name, but when I entered puberty (in the early sixties) I found that Kees was a rather bourgeois name. From then on I could have called myself Ilyich, or Yevgéniy, or Che (in certain circles quite fashionable names then), but I had a strong feeling that this might not catch on with many of my friends and family. Hence I chose a simpler solution: Change Kees into Cees, and all of a sudden a simple boy from a working class family had something special, something artistic. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Che Guevara (Internet)</td></tr>
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And even though the pronunciation of both names should be different (Case becomes Sase), I can only remember one colleague who consequently called me "Sase". When time passes one realises that such adolescent behaviour had been rather childish, but by then I and the rest of the world got used to a name that is differently written than it is pronounced.<br />
When we ended up in France I held on to my illogical short name, irrespective of the fact that some people were quite confused by it. Normally I am addressed as Kees (hence as Case), but some people address me as Cees, which they turn into "Cease". <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uitnodiging van de Préfect</td></tr>
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The reason: they think that Cease sounds more logical and more English than Case (given the spelling of Cees). Again, in hindsight, I should have chosen to be called Cornelis (albeit this sounds very official to me) or Cornelius (not common, but also not totally unknown in France), or Gérard, a perfectly French name which also corresponds to my second Christian name.<br />
Since I have obtained the French nationality another "problem" has arisen: my official name (in my French passport) has been changed to Cornelis Gerardus Van Halderen. (Note the capital V in my name!). <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Monsieur Van....</td></tr>
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It is a bit like in the Singaporean telephone directory: one found most Dutch nationals under D for De (Boer, etc.) or under V for Van (Houten, etc.) and not under B resp. H. As of now I am findable under V for Van Halderen, and no longer under H of Halderen as is normal in the Netherlands….Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-7833089228498774022018-03-17T07:05:00.000+01:002018-03-17T07:05:15.583+01:00The community of Taizé<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The bells of Taizé</td></tr>
</tbody></table>I am woken up every morning by the bells of Taizé, the single bell for the monks rings out at 07.45 for about 5 minutes, calling the monks to their morning prayer then the bells start in earnest at 08.15 and ring until 08.30, letting all the pilgrims at Taizé know that the service is about to start. When the bells stop I know I really must get up. The bells ring from 12.15 to 12.30, so I know lunch should be on the table and if dinner is not ready when the evening bells go at 20.15, I know I am very late. And that was what Taizé was to me when I arrived here in 2005.<br />
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After Easter in 2006 we went to Taizé to have a look around and we were amazed at the number of young people milling around. We didn’t go to a service as that seemed inappropriate, with all these kids around it seemed like a young person’s thing. I wanted to go to a service, but I didn’t know how it worked, so I didn’t dare go alone. In July some campers (Ans and Simon) arrived, she had been to Taizé for the first time that spring and wanted to camp nearby to take in a few services and tempt her husband to go too. He however wasn’t interested and she didn’t dare go alone. At last my chance to go to a service, so on a Friday evening Ans and I went up the hill to Taizé.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A service in Taizé (Photo © Arnd Waidelich)</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">The services are made up of singing and silence. The songs are mesmerising. With pilgrims from all over the world the songs need to be simple to enable everyone to sing. There are a mixture of languages, Latin, German and some sort of Slavonic language are the most popular with French, English and Spanish there too. Each song has two lines and these are sung over and over again. The songs are a mixture of four voices, rounds and solo singing with the congregation singing the chorus. It is not to everyone’s taste, but I absolutely love them. In every service there is silence, five minutes of it. Five minutes is a very long time and it is quite amazing that a church full of people can be so quiet for so long. The singing continues after the monks have left and on a Friday and Saturday night this can go on into the early hours of the morning I have been told. </div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pottery made by the brothers</td></tr>
</tbody></table>The peace that pervades in a service is tangible and I can quite understand why some people come back year after year, just to regain that and to take a little bit of serenity back home with them. It is definitely not just a young person’s thing at all. Everyone is welcome to the services. Many, many of the visitors in our gîtes or on the campsite come for Taizé, to take part in a couple of services while being on holiday and enjoying other things that this area has to offer. Something not to be missed is a look at the stunning pottery the monks make to pay for their upkeep.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Special service - 5 years ago: Frère Roger killed; 70 years ago: he arrived in Taizé (2010)</td></tr>
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We get many questions about how to walk or cycle to Taizé from here, so we have made some maps of the various routes and posted them in a photo album. <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/cormatin11/DistancesFromLaTuilerieDeChazelle?authkey=Gv1sRgCJbZ5rvH3ePYaA#" target="”_blank”"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Click here</span></span></a> for those routes.<br />
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<b><i><u>Text Sue Nixon</u></i></b><br />
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For our own website <a href="http://www.latuileriechazelle.com/" target="”_blank”"><i><b>click here</b></i>.</a>Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-92064984857189441152018-03-10T07:05:00.000+01:002018-03-10T07:05:04.290+01:00Walking along the Balades Vertes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfSeWP5O7pKz5QZbQDBOZScVMpI1Q7e7bH-jyuFt41XGbVt4bLKxxbXbbi5PD_8A6Znp5TlkPqc1NL9ajFTVuorfxC5Y-VrPskhVzbRu1LYExusy2iwQI9amRRnBFLOIZbU6Db7nEpXE/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" target="”_blank”"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472866831793861586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfSeWP5O7pKz5QZbQDBOZScVMpI1Q7e7bH-jyuFt41XGbVt4bLKxxbXbbi5PD_8A6Znp5TlkPqc1NL9ajFTVuorfxC5Y-VrPskhVzbRu1LYExusy2iwQI9amRRnBFLOIZbU6Db7nEpXE/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 105px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /></a>Quite recently Saône-et-Loire, South Burgundy has completed the Balades Vertes which are a large number of signposted walking routes throughout the whole of the département (71). Together with the Voie Verte (check out the article) these routes make this area a Mecca for walkers.<br />
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In the capital of our canton, St Gengoux le National, the tourist information office has a little book with details of the walks that are in the area between the rivers Grosne and Guye, rather unsurprising called "Guide les Balades Vertes entre Grosne et Guye". The book contains 26 signposted walks and costs €8.00, a little map and description of each walk can be bought separately and they cost € 2.00 each. All the signposts or markings on trees and fence posts are in yellow and are very clear.<br />
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A large number of communes along the Voie Verte have a starting point for their walks. The routes to these starting points are clearly marked with large signposts “Randonnée - Balade Verte” on the main roads. By each start point there is a carpark and a map with an overview of the routes that start and finish at that point and the route reference number, for instance the routes from Cormatin are CO1 and CO2, from Taizé TA1 etc. <b><i><a href="https://goo.gl/photos/AQLGFFpT5XACdrXaA" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">Click here</span></a></i></b> for an album with some more pictures of the Balades Vertes. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taking a break along the Balades Vertes</td></tr>
</tbody></table>For those who want to be a bit more adventurous and make their own way around here, there are very well detailed maps from IGN in their Série Bleue (1:25000) which you can use to find all the footpaths in the area. One of the Grande Randonnées passes close to Cormatin (GR76) and Cluny is one of the starting points for the road to Santiago de Compostella.<br />
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Over and above all this, from early in the spring until late in autumn, there are organised randonnées most weekends. The routes are marked by different coloured spray paint arrows on the road or wooden arrows on temporary posts and the walks usually range from 5 to 30 km. At strategic points on the way there are refreshment stalls where wine, water, French bread, cheese and sausage are distributed. The prices vary by distance and range from €3.00 to €10.00.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicNeqIPMcOd0fjHVmI7vPuXFEo7JtPkICz_MFBb-zt2E-FqwVOpIPPh7ehGSZ8aqArHsFmy8osG_pBs44ldOnh3r_4Qvv_-R7_d29PTi4JlI53-YMqIwQNxtapYjv41TMWhkZAJ5QOmAQ/s1600/voieverte+2009-06-29_02.jpg" target="”_blank”"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472872118514789538" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicNeqIPMcOd0fjHVmI7vPuXFEo7JtPkICz_MFBb-zt2E-FqwVOpIPPh7ehGSZ8aqArHsFmy8osG_pBs44ldOnh3r_4Qvv_-R7_d29PTi4JlI53-YMqIwQNxtapYjv41TMWhkZAJ5QOmAQ/s320/voieverte+2009-06-29_02.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 214px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
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We get many questions about how to walk or cycle to Taizé from here, so we have made some maps of the various routes and posted them in a photo album. <a href="https://goo.gl/photos/LkTzQc92H9BMyCVH8" target="”_blank”"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: red; font-style: italic;">Click here</span></span></a> for those routes.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-719995134264028842018-02-24T07:05:00.000+01:002018-02-24T07:05:04.290+01:00Cycling down the Voie Verte<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjOtc5kMY1eb_4yVrJIALwe15IJZH-l4nm8e_6FYgI6-Rx-QrCi4qiemNGLEzI86VdJ-7dpMKAfyVdJFEFGUlRVoC4875fejgsCmIstTxGZkeftHp0RakVT44Os94pCxUjV-jlgO-dXMA/s1600/bordbegin.jpg" target="”_blank”"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474413023364349954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjOtc5kMY1eb_4yVrJIALwe15IJZH-l4nm8e_6FYgI6-Rx-QrCi4qiemNGLEzI86VdJ-7dpMKAfyVdJFEFGUlRVoC4875fejgsCmIstTxGZkeftHp0RakVT44Os94pCxUjV-jlgO-dXMA/s200/bordbegin.jpg" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a>The Voie Verte (the Green Pathway) is a walking/cycle path that runs from north to south through Saône-et-Loire (71), South Burgundy. In the nineties, the local governing bodies decided to tarmac the old railway track from Chalon-sur-Saône to Mâcon as a leisure facility. Many of the old stations have been turned into “service stations”. This concept was so successful that the original 80km of cycle path has been extended to cover 320 km and extra circuits (boucles) that go off into the surrounding countryside have been created, giving in total approximately 730 km of marked out cycle routes. La Voie Verte runs not only over the old railway tracks, it now runs over canal tow paths and also specially created cycle paths have been built to link the various sections of Voie Verte together.<br />
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A special map on the subject shows the complete Voie Verte Saône-et-Loire (71) and its boucles. The boucles all begin and end on the Voie Verte and are signposted. Each boucle is graded for difficulty from 1 being easy up to 4 which is very hard work.<br />
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At some places near Cormatin and at the campsite in Cormatin, you can rent bicycles, by the hour, day or week. Prices in Cormatin are approximately €20 per day or approximately €65 per week. <b><i><a href="https://goo.gl/photos/pT6sXmFoEJzjj8iC7" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">Click here</span></a></i></b> for an album with a few more pictures of the Voie Verte.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Voie Verte near Chazelle</td></tr>
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The whole Voie Verte concept has extended beyond Saône-et-Loire and there are now plans to link all the paths in Burgundy (approximately 600km) and extend them by a further 200km by linking them into the paths in Rhône giving a total of about 800km of cycle paths near here.<br />
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La Voie Verte is about 2km from La Tuilerie and boucles 10 and 10bis (the Romanesque church route) almost pass the door (200m).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Voie Verte between Cormatin and Cluny</td></tr>
</tbody></table>You don’t have to just stick to the cycle paths for safe cycling. The secondary roads around here are very quiet and the French really stick to the rules when it comes to giving cyclists plenty of room, they overtake at a safe distance of about 1.5m. When Cees cycles into Cormatin to get the bread and newspaper on the main road, no one will overtake if he cannot be given enough room. It won’t be the first time that he has entered town with a long queue of cars behind him.<br />
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At weekends there are regular “randonnées” for VTTs (mountain bikes) where routes are laid out for you to follow. They tend to be from 30 to 50km and cost between €5.00 and €10.00. For that you get regular pit-stops where water, wine, French bread and sausage amongst other goodies are available to fortify you for the rest of the journey. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-uEOzR66rAUkMfHRB9NRwxBRVYhmxosghdLlHsO8LkB7m22WCU7oj9Eqe1KnKr5R6GFICz9_lGN5Ns1pA6dW36efbykFtH-mRu9QvfrQnUmMzAaWSdmg1RsQtG6PN2W1E6NthKdIGaUA/s1600/bordeind.jpg" target="”_blank”"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474413412789871266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-uEOzR66rAUkMfHRB9NRwxBRVYhmxosghdLlHsO8LkB7m22WCU7oj9Eqe1KnKr5R6GFICz9_lGN5Ns1pA6dW36efbykFtH-mRu9QvfrQnUmMzAaWSdmg1RsQtG6PN2W1E6NthKdIGaUA/s200/bordeind.jpg" style="float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /></a><br />
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For those “passive” cyclists, the Tour de France comes to a town near here almost every year. In 2007 it came to Cormatin itself, in 2006 Mâcon saw the finish of an étape, in 2010 Tournus saw the start of an étape as did Mâcon in 2012.<br />
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We get many questions about how to walk or cycle to Taizé from here, so we have made some maps of the various routes and posted them in a photo album. <a href="https://goo.gl/photos/LkTzQc92H9BMyCVH8" target="”_blank”"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: red; font-style: italic;">Click here</span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></a> for those routes.<br />
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Whilst this item is about cycling, we do get asked from time to time if it possible to go horseriding near here. So just because I can't think of a better place to put the information here it is! In Saint-Martin-du-Tartre, at <b>“Le Ranch des Jacinthes”</b> horses can be rented for trekking in the hills.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-36063822848346864772018-02-10T07:05:00.000+01:002018-02-10T07:41:00.241+01:00Graffiti<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gislebertus - Autun</td></tr>
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I cannot name many places where a master builder, sculptor or stone mason, working around the year 1000 in one of the many Romanesque churches in this part of France has left his name or picture behind in one of his works. <br />
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I can name only three: Gislebertus, whose name is displayed on the tympanum of the cathedral in Autun; the stone mason Seguin from Malay, whose name can be found on the tympanum of the church in Amegny and sculptor Gerlanus, who has an arch named after him in the abbey church St-Philibert in Tournus.<br />
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This arch is located in the St-Michael's chapel built above the narthex of the church. And not only did he carve his name in a stone; he also produced a rather labour-intensive selfie which can be found in the same chapel. <br />
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I must confess however, that I went back into that chapel three or four times because I knew that there was a stone with Gerlanus' name carved in it, but I had never been able to find that stone. But, as the saying goes, slow and steady wins the race.<br />
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For our own website <a href="http://www.latuileriechazelle.com/" target="”_blank”"><i><b>click here</b></i></a>.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108224318283294918.post-66663557205037224562018-01-27T07:05:00.000+01:002018-01-27T07:05:14.148+01:00Bambi, in person<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Through a Photo Club we joined some time ago we heard that there should be, somewhere near Cluny, a deer park. Just before we joined, the club had organised an outing in order to do a photo shoot. We often see roe deer around here, sometimes in a meadow, but more often when they cross a road through the woods in the vicinity. In this case however the animals, as far as we could judge that, were a herd of red deer.<br />
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We know Cluny and surroundings quite well, but we had never seen something resembling a deer park. One of the members of the group gave an indication where we had to look to find the deer. That appeared to be in the woods just outside Cluny, and they belonged to a farm called Ferme Apicerf. The farm was not difficult to find, but there was no trace of any deer. Another phone call gave us some more information; the deer were to be found in some fields much further away from the farm building then we thought.<br />
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On our second quest we found some fields, where the gate bore a sign saying Ferme Apicerf. In the fields we could also see some beehives (apis = bee in Latin, cerf = deer in French). Further, the fields were surrounded by fencing normally used around fields where farmers keep sheep. And when we looked even better we saw in one of the fields, at the edge furthest away from where we stood the herd of deer we had been looking for. Unfortunately they stood in the shade of the edge of the wood and the distance was too big to take some decent pictures (even using a 300 mm zoom), but we will certainly go back there when the circumstances are better.<br />
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For our own website <a href="http://www.latuileriechazelle.com/" target="”_blank”"><i><b>click here</b></i></a>.Cees van Halderen (NL)http://www.blogger.com/profile/05781926247602305138noreply@blogger.com0