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Biocybele

21 May

Each year we've been here we have visited Biocybele, an organic fair held in Gaillac park on the Pentecost weekend, Monday being a holiday. This year it had a new venue a rustic park in between Gaillac and Albi. This would of been a really nice venue had it not rained here so much beforehand.

 In the grounds was this derelict house with its shutters hanging on.



It was a overcast day with threatening showers. so just when we arrived  a light shower fell. A few people had wellies on -they obviously new the surroundings.

 Previous fairs at Gaillac have been wet but the park is very french with manicured lawns and lots of wide gravel paths with stalls either side. This year no gravel and not so manicured grass plus rain equalled very muddy paths.


 Old bales of straw  were being laid down to cover the mud, of course after many feet had walked by the mud rose to the top.

Farmer J commented on memories of festivals. The rain stopped, even from time to time the sun shone.


Activities to participate in were based around sustainable and alternative living Included wattle and daubing.


Children were washing clothes and grinding wheat to make flour while pedalling. One way of keeping fit.



 Bread ovens were made, I'd love one of these, we have the plans  to make one but not the time at the moment.


Medieval gardens were made this ones medicinal herbs for women's ailments and health.



Homes for insects.


We managed to walk around, had crepes for lunch as well as finding  aubergine and  melon plants from here. By the time we decided to leave we got back to the car just in time as big spots of rain hit the windscreen and the heavens opened.

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