Life at № 42
I took a walk into town yesterday and it seems they take Christmas quite seriously here. You wouldn’t know it on our street, where none of us have put up any decorations whatsoever:
But right there at the end of our street is the centre of town, The first thing I saw was a horse and cart being driven by a christmas elf.
In the square there’s a giant slide for children. Well, I’m presuming it’s for children because there was a long queue composed entirely of children. I may test this hypothesis later today and see if they’ll let me on. I’m sure I saw a fat kid in the queue who probably weighed more than me:
There’s a christmas market:
And there are huge pots with real christmas trees (yes, I went up close to touch them) which have been sprayed white and decorated in red bows on Mazamet’s main shopping street:
and some smaller pots too
There are also lights all the way down the main shopping street and they’re gorgeous. For a little town lost in the middle of nowhere I think it’s a rather impressive display.