We have written about Brocante/Vide Grenier before, but never about the one held in Preuilly sur Claise.
The first Vide Grenier we ever went to was in Preuilly, the day we signed the "compromis de vente" on our house. We have to admit to not being impressed with the items on offer, and left after about 10 minutes. That was three years ago, but since 2006 we have not been in town on the first weekend in August and so have missed the subsequent events. This year we are residents, and there are certain events you can't diplomatically miss, especially when neighbours and men you have had in the house installing staircases ask if you're going because they are having stalls.
So it passes that Saturday morning we went to the Brocante in Preuilly, taking the new passageway through the houses in the process. This is called "traverse du Sieur Tintin", a strange name - who was this Tintin who is due the honourofic "Sir"? Surely not the comic book character, but I can find no reference to any other. Maybe we have to ask the Archaeological Society.
Talking of whom: We have joined the Society. It has taken us a while to get around to it, due to a number of reasons; when you join the society you get a copy of the latest (annual) magazine, last years copy of which we had already bought: and we just haven't got around to it since this year's issue was published. There are lots of interesting things in this years "Cahirs de Poterne", some of which we will be mentioning in coming days.
We didn't buy anything at the brocante, but I have to say it was better than I remember 2006's being. A lot more stalls, and even some stuff I might have (on another day) considered buying.
These events are more than just jumble sales, they are also a chance for everyone to catch up on everyone else's news and for local organisations to recruit members and raise funds. The school was selling old desks and some of the canvas camping beds the children have their afternoon naps on, and the pompiers were running the beer and food tents. We bonjoured our way around the stalls, although some of the people we greeted I know I have met - but have no idea of who they are or where we met them.