Friday, June 17, 2011

Flinders Street Station

It's 6.50 am and I'm off to work but just a quick post on Flinders Street Station Melbourne - an iconic landmark of our city. More on the weekend.

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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

DOMME in the MISTY DRIZZLE

It started out as a wet miserable morning but undeterred we jumped in the Citroen C4 to visit Domme.
This Bastide village sits high on the bluff overlooking the Dordogne valley.

Le Bugue sits on the banks of the Vezere River not that far where it runs into the Dordogne River. Domme overlooks the Dordogne River and Valley with magnificent views regardless of the weather.

Our drive to Domme took us pass many interesting villages but it was too wet to discover them.

There's a chateau in the mist - can you see it in the background?

On the odd occasion, the sun did pop out behind the clouds and scenes like this emerged.
 
I wish I could remember all the villages we passed by on the way to Domme - I have a feeling that this may have been just before we  crossed the Dordogne River.

We crossed the Dordogne River as the rains fell over the valley.
  The village of Domme has a population of 1000 but you wouldn’t know it on the day we arrived. We walked the streets almost alone. Entering the arched stone porte, you could see how impregnable Domme must have been over the centuries.

Phillip the Bold and King of France was attributed with founding Domme in 1281.

Domme was founded by Phillip the Bold in 1281 when Bastide type villages were being built. Designed on a grid system (as Melbourne is) Domme has the characteristics of a Bastide village with the focal point being its Place de la Halle or market square.

Graffiti survives from when Knights Templer were imprisoned at Domme.
  In 1307, Domme’s prison housed some Knights Templar as they awaited trial and on the walls of the prison still can be seen graffiti left by them. In my research on Domme and Knights Templar, I discovered that a document known as the Chinon Parchment was discovered in the Vatican which seems to have absolved the Knights Templar of the alleged crimes committed by them. Read more about the Chinon Parchment here.
http://www.inrebus.com/chinon.php
What a shame we weren’t aware of this history prior to our visit to Domme.


The Porte de la Tours entrance to Domme (not my pic, stolen from Google)
The two towers either side were converted to prisons where the Knights Templar were kept in 1307 awaiting their impending interogation.
We parked the car and walked towards the village centre passing the local businesses on the way. Several of these offered some respite from the weather as we popped into one or two to view what they had on offer. Naturally these business live off the tourists but they didn’t seem to be as “in your face” as Rocamadour did several days back. The coffee and a mid-morning snack also went down well in one of the cafes. 

Looking down towards the Porte de la Combe.
 
The third and last entrance to Domme - Porte de la Bos.
Place de la Halle with the entrance to the Grotte to the right.
(not my pic, stolen from Google)
 Further into the village we entered the main open area to reveal the covered market.
This 17th century Halle had been tunneled out below to offer a further stronghold of protection for the villagers. With the high stone walls and only a couple of entrances, even being perched high on the bluff couldn’t protect the village indefinitely. It did survive most attacks during the 100 Year War and the Wars of Religion. That is until in 1588 a small group of 30 Huguenots climbed the cliffs at night, scaled the walls and opened the gates to allow others to capture the village.



Looking across from Place de la Halle.
 (not my pic, stolen from Google)
 This cavern or Grotte over the Halle which was partially discovered in 1954 was closed on the day we arrived unfortunately but to wander the tiny laneways of Domme was delightful despite the overcast and wet conditions. We were a little low on cash at this time and as we were withdrawing some Euro from what seemed like the only ATM in Domme, they had a power strike and the ATM spat out our card but not our money. Being a little panic stricken wondering if our money may have been taken from our account and not in our hand, we made some phone calls to the numbers on the ATM. This we gave up on due to language difficulties.
Still we could have been down in the Grotte during the power strike if it had been open.

Could this Rolls Royce belong to a wealthy english gentleman
with a holiday residence in Domme?
We walked beyond the square and at the highest most point of Domme is the church (naturally) and a further open area that overlooks the Dordogne River. You could see why Domme was located on this bluff as the view spans as far as the eye can see and any enemies would be seen well before they reached the lower slopes of this Bastide village.


The view from the highest point within the walls of Domme.
Sue hides under a brolly.
 I don’t think the weather on the day improved until late afternoon as we arrived back at our cottage in Le Bugue but it didn’t really matter. Travelling in such conditions does have disadvantages as it makes it difficult to get out of the car to discover more closely the sites you pass.

However, some of the Chateaux and villages take on an airy appearance in the misty drizzle. Somehow these scenes seem more appropriate for the Dordogne which is a rich green throughout.

Better weather would come our way in subsequent days in the Dordogne.


We found this graveyard of Deux Chevaux on the way back to Le Bugue.
More bastide villages to come over our week in Le Bugue and Wednesdays in France.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

A LONG WEEKEND in MENTONE

It's been a busy work week this last 5 days but we celebrate Lizzy's birthday with a long weekend. It's really not the actual Queen's Birthday but we celebrate it for some strange reason on this Monday. It is also a weekend of activity for many people with the opening of the ski season in the Australian Alps.

Although her birthday is in April, we celebrate it on the second weekend in June.
All forms of sporting activity take place and Melburnians take the opportunity to maybe take the Friday as well to extend the weekend. It certainly seemed that way on my way home from work Friday night with the freeways just packed.

Although we are now well into winter, the weekend brought sunshine and clear skies over Port Phillip bay. The beach is just behind those trees and on Saturday morning there was the odd fisherman and several yachts out there.

Sue decided to make Gougeres this weekend (twice). To my memory, I don't believe I've had them before so off to Wikipedia for an explanation. I can say I enjoyed several. This lot were to take to her sister in-law's birthday dinner along with a really spicy green curry that she made.

A gougère, in French cuisine, is a savory choux pastry primarily made of milk or water, cheese, flour, salt, and egg; nutmeg, white pepper, and sometimes dijon mustard are generally added.[1] Traditionally, the gougère features Gruyère or Comté cheese, both of which are specialties of the Franche-Comté region, though other cheeses, especially emmenthaler, may be used.


You might remember that Sue tried the rabbit recipe from Jacques Reymond's book a few weeks ago - well she opened the pages again to make something for her Sister in-law's birthday.

The recipe was for Gougeres and one of the finished product on the book does justice to the recipe.
It didn't stay on the page for long after I took the photo.



Sue's sister in-law lives no more than 10 minutes from us just three doors up from Beach Road on the bay. It really was her birthday celebration unlike Queen Elizabeth.
I took the camera with me with the thought that I would get some late afternoon photos in for this weekend's post. Keep in mind that we have moved from autumn now to winter with our mornings as low as 1.5 degrees recently. Mostly its around 5 to 10 in the mornings warming to the high teens so it would be interesting to see if there was any life on the sand.

The bay seems to always be changing with the seasons - people were still walking dogs, or jogging,  sometimes taking their young children out for a walk or bike ride despite the colder conditions. We love our Bay area with a passion.

Its probably 4.30 pm Sunday afternoon as the cliffs cast a shadow over the beach at Mentone.
Low in the clear blue sky, an almost full moon was rising.

The path leads you down to the beach from the busy road above.

Once there, you don't realise suburbia is just a short walk above.

Normally in summer the beach is spotless with the council regularly cleaning up any garbage left behind. In winter and in particular with the rains, garbage from roadside gutters finds itself ending up on the beach. I'm not sure if people realise the result from emptying their car ashtrays and fast food debri in the gutters. OK, I'll get off my soapbox now.
Textures from the Beach


Suburbia starts to emerge through nature. I can hear cars rush by as I see the Mc Mansions above.

And I'm back where I started, no more than 100 meters way from the beach.

And I still have another day off work - Whahoooo!

Thursday, June 09, 2011

A very Funky Friday Fellow is our Leunig

Michael Leunig is a Melbourne Cartoonist - I think he qualifies as a Funky Friday Fellow.
He's been doing satire on politics particularly, and general life situations for an Australian newspaper and releases a calender each year. He's toyed with retirement on occasions but the general public like him too much to let him go away.

Not quite sure what tea pots, ducks and curly heads have to do with Leunig's persona but there is a theme in there somewhere.
He doen't seem to explain the meaning of his satire - he leaves it to us to figure it out for ourselves.



From the Cradle to the Grave

Our way of Life

And finally a bit of Leunig You Tube Whimsy