Ramblings of a retiree in France
You may not have heard of Pierre Fabre unless you’re a rugby fan – the company sponsors its local rugby team in Castres where its story begins. Even so, you may not know what the company does, aside from making some of my favourite… Continue Reading “French Fancies: Laboratoires Pierre Fabre”
We visited Castres again in January of this year, where this time I had a pleasant meander around its Goya museum. But that’s not what’s depicted in the photo. These houses in Castres’ handsome Old Town line its Agout riverbank. They’re brightly-coloured houses, with… Continue Reading “12 days of Christmas: day 1”
I love spotting businesses, generally shops and restaurants, that have been around for decades. Usually they’re family businesses which have been handed down the generations. As I was wandering around Castres in the January sunshine this door caught my eye. If you’re wondering, the… Continue Reading “Thursday doors #13”
Castres is a stop-over along the St. James’s Way (El Camino de Santiago) which developed from 9th century around the Saint-Benoît abbey (opposite the Bishop’s Palace). Its two claims to fame are as the birth place of Jean Jaurès, former leader of the French… Continue Reading “Visit to Goya Museum, Castres”
It seems odd to have a few days away yet not be watching any bike racing. Though, in a way, our visit has a cycling connection. I was in Castres for a stage start of the 2013 Tour de France, found what little I saw… Continue Reading “Postcard from Castres”
I’m fond of saying the bike often takes me places I’d never go to in the car. The same can be said of watching live racing. I spent a few idyllic days last week following the Tour de France, revisiting areas such as Marseille,… Continue Reading “Venturing into the unknown”