Friday, 26 November 2010

Dancing in the Luberon

Reblogged from the Torygraf

The square in Lambesc was filled with music and as the band played it appeared that the whole of the village had turned out and were dancing with abandon. We bought luminous bracelets and crêpes for the children and jugs of rosé for the adults and chatted and danced the night away under the twinkling lights strung beneath the trees. Later we walked home carrying tired but happy children. The next day we drove through the Lubéron and stopped to have lunch in the dappled sunlight. I heard a cork pop and thought to myself – does life get better than this?

Sarah English, London

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