On Wednesday 6 rams were rather unceremoniously delivered to Les Bassacs in the back of a battered old Renault 5. The rest of the troupeau (all girls) are in the field below the road. Every morning they congregate either side of the tarmac to lament their separation.
They lend a gentle, bucolic air to the place and encourage people to stop, contemplate the scene and chat in the sunshine. Robert, our neighbour tells us that the last troop of sheep kept in Les Bassacs was owned by his father in law in the 1970's. The shepherd was castigated by some in-comers from Marseille for allowing the sheep to foul the road as he drove them out to pasture. The offended second-homer followed the shepherd with a dustpan and brush!
Typical !!! Incomers come for the countryside but can't cope with the realities of rural life as it is lived, very sad.Hope you took some photos for your mum.(wish her the best from us)
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