Summertime in Menton - the Jesus ladies

There I was this morning, walking along near to the Bastion, photographing dogs, when a lady said 'Bonjour' to me and then asked if I spoke English. 'I am English,' I said.

So meet Joan and Michaele from Oregon, USA. They told me they travel with only what you see - a bedroll and one change of clothes. I asked if I could photograph them for the blog. They were more than happy to pose and asked me specifically to say they are 'the daughters of God, and they travel in the life of Christ.' They are for peace, no killing of people or animals. I'll go along with the peace and no killing, for sure, but personally I don't want anyone telling me what I should or should not believe, and I told them this. So once they talked to me -they called me 'Sister' - and stopped telling me what Jesus said, we had a nice conversation. I really liked the two ladies.

I asked them how they manage for money and they said something always turns up. Now here's the thing - I gave them 20 euros - no big deal. An hour later I bought two antique postcards of Gorbio (for this blog) - they cost 18 euros - and what happened, I left the postcards behind in a bar. Now that's not fair, is it?

And I called the bar - no cartes postales anciennes had been found. Grrrrrrrr

The ladies told me they've been sleeping in a little corner at the foot of the Old Town, near some bins - and that no one bothers them there. I wished I'd asked them how, as travellers, they keep their clothes so white.

Summertime in Menton - Love on the beach

Remember that scene on the beach in From Here to Eternity? Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr. It was made in 1953 and won 8 Oscars and yes, you'd need to be of 'un certain age' to remember. In the film, the beach was sand and the lovers had the sea lapping over them. The scene was considered somewhat risqué at the time. Click on the link to see what I'm talking about.

Nowadays, cast your eye over any Menton beach and you'll soon find a pair of young lovers - oblivious to those around them. This was taken the same day as the two previous photographs - as dusk started to fall.

Summertime in Menton - Friendship

A rock - the sea - a boat on the horizon ... and three friends taking advantage of what sun is left. It's 6.30 p.m. and the light is fading.

You see a pebble beach - typical of this part of the Côte d'Azur - but often sand is imported so Menton, like Monte Carlo, has some other beaches just a little easier on the feet.

Summertime in Menton - the Lifeguards

Summertime in Menton - visitors galore, crowded beaches, nowhere to park - and good-looking lifeguards. Taken at 6.30 yesterday evening - you can see the Old Town through the bars of the lifeguards' lookout. In the distance - Italy.

These are public beaches. The private beaches are at Garavan (beyond the Old Town and nearer to the Italian border) - you can see one by clicking on the link.

A good place to read

A corner in the beautiful Old Town of Menton. As good a place as any to read a newspaper, so long as there's no water coming out of the spout.

Woolite - a sheep in Menton

You don't often bump into a sheep in the walking street of Menton. This one, with its Nike symbol (see lower photo) is apparently used for publicity. It's called Woolite. The name surprised me because I know Woolite as a British product for washing wool. I looked in my cupboard and what is my French product called? Yes, the same - Woolite. It just sounds different said with a French accent!

As you can see in the photograph to the right, this sheep (or rather lamb) is fixed on its owner, running through the streets behind him. I've seen this before when I featured a sheep in Gorbio, who slept in the owner's bedroom.


You can click on the smaller photographs to enlarge.

No one may mention roast lamb or mint sauce...

Stop Press: Since publishing today's post, I see Woolite's owner has left a message with a link. Thankyou! So please click on THIS LINK to read more about this lovely sheep. You can even see Woolite in the sea!

Time for a roll-up

Here's one of the characters of Roquebrune-cap-Martin. Taken near to the beach. His little dog is called Yappa. I'd noticed her earlier and taken her photograph for Riviera Dogs, but she was very nervous. Much happier here alongside her owner.

The Yellow Pages

The wedding is over. Life goes on. The telephone directories were delivered a few weeks ago - not an easy task for Crystelle - Gorbio's pretty young post lady. The village is steep, little roads branch off in all directions. Hard work lugging a load of annuaires, I'd think.

Here you see an old door to a cellar - one that looks as if it wouldn't be easy to open. Come to think of it, some of the services offered in the Yellow Pages might just be rather useful...but I hope not. I love this old door. Notice the door step - simply a tree trunk.

The small photo shows telephone directories outside a house, located higher in this perched medieval village.

The Village Wedding - 28 - memories

The day after. Rose petals outside the church ... memories of a perfect day.

Thankyou so much to everyone who has followed this series and to those who have commented.

Postscript: about a week ago I received an email from Patricia and Walter, the bride and groom, saying how much they enjoyed the photographs and that they'd sent the blog link to friends and family. Lisa's father and the parents of Laura also wrote kind emails.

LONG LIFE AND HAPPINESS TO PATRICIA AND WALTER - your wonderful day has been enjoyed by many people around the world. And I will never forget it - a beautiful wedding, an unforgettable day.

The Village Wedding - 27 - love

The order of service was displayed in the village square - beautifully displayed amongst wheat, an old wedding dress, even a teddy bear - you can see the bear's foot on the left of the photo.

'Love is not looking at each other, but looking together in the same direction. '

The Village Wedding - 26 - the pretty guest

A pretty girl is like a melody...tra la la. With thanks to Irving Berlin.

The Village Wedding - 25 - the pose

Not long now and the wedding party will take off for Cap d'Ail where the main reception will take place. This lady leans against the wedding car. I wonder what she's thinking? It's not 'maybe it'll be my turn next' as she is already married.

Theme Day: a 'NO' sign

It had to be dog related, didn't it? The signs says 'Forbidden to dogs, even on lead.' This was taken on a grass verge near to the swimming pool in Roquebrune-Cap-Martin - RCM adjoins Menton.

Monte Carlo Daily Photo has two NO signs today - one taken in Monte Carlo, of course, but one taken in America (where I'm visiting at the moment) - outside Otterbein College, in Westerville, Ohio. It horrified me. Do take a look.

There are 171 cities throughout the world taking part in today's Theme. Do click here to view thumbnails and see how others have interpreted the theme.

I'm flying from Columbus, Ohio to St. George, Utah (three flights) today so am really sorry but commenting will not be possible. I'll catch up over the next day or so and meanwhile thank everyone who has left a comment.

The Village Wedding - 24 - the toddler

The youngest guest? Actually she wasn't - there were tiny babies in prams but she has to be one of the most gorgeous. This beauty is called Laura.

Tomorrow, July 1st, is 'Theme Day' - so The Village Wedding will continue on the 2nd July.

The Village Wedding - 23 - the old man and the shoes

Remember the old man who lives in the apartment above the old elm tree. Click on the link to catch up with his story. Here he sits in his usual position under the 1713 elm. He sits, alongside wedding guests - perhaps taking a glance at those shoes? - certainly aware he's next to a beautiful lady, wouldn't you say?

See adorable little Lisa behind him - featured in numbers 20 and 21. She's happily playing at the foot of the tree.

The Village Wedding - 22 - more shoes

Lest you should think only one lady wore heels on cobbles, take a look at these three ladies - two resting their feet under the old elm.

The Village Wedding - 21 - the fearless child

We met Lisa yesterday - being helped by her mother. Here she is, whilst the ceremony was taking place in the church - running away from her father into what seems like a dark hole of the village (in fact simply a covered part of the beautiful old street) - but of course no fear for her, as she probably lives in the village and knows every inch of it. A fearless beauty.

The Village Wedding - 20 - the helping hand

A little girl being helped by her mother. She was quite the rebel this little beauty - her name is Lisa. Come back tomorrow and see how fearless Lisa was.

The Village Wedding - 19 - the cool guy

Sunglasses on head, phone to ear, cigarette in hand, cool clothes - does this add up to a cool guy? He's taking time out from the reception, sitting under the old elm tree which was planted in 1713.

The Village Wedding - 18 - the conversation

We saw the chubby young boy with the broken foot sitting here. Click on link. Now he's vacated his seat and it's been taken over by an older generation. The lady who is standing - dressed simply, but so elegantly. French women know just what to do with a scarf, don't they?