The day started with us getting the house back straight after Sunday night, then scuttling off to Pessac centre for the ceremony. On 8 May, 14 July and 11 November the buses have little flags. They're a cheerful sight.
The ceremony went well and started on time.
For eight years I have been baffled by the fact that the Remembrance day service never seemed to start on time. I know we talk about the Bordeaux quarter of an hour, but surely you'd start the Remembrance Day ceremony on time?
Well they have been started on time. I spotted in the Pessac newsletter that the ceremony is announced for 11:15.
Why not 11?
I don't know. Anyway, the Marseillaise was masterfully interpreted by the Société Musicale de Saint-Martin under the baton of Jospeh Clémens. And the rain held off for the ceremony, though many kept their plastic macs on, just in case.
Then into Bordeaux for a meet-up with one of the students at Subway. We talked, read, walked and prayed together before he went home to prepare for his week and I went home.