Fire brigade vehicles parked in our backyard.Immediately after lunch yesterday (ie at 5 past 2) three fire brigade vehicles came roaring up the driveway and parked in front of our garage. The firemen got out and started heading down the street. 'Qu'est-ce que se passe ? Y a-t-il un probleme ?' 'Hello Madam, no, there isn't a problem. We are on a training exercise. Are the trucks OK there?'
The brass above the visor on his helmet is the last vestige of the 19th century fireman's helmets. The modern ones say 'Sapeurs Pompiers Indre et Loire'.
They were happy for me to take photos and so I followed them down the street to Patrice's paint workshop. Like last year they had set a smoke bomb off in the paint store and were 'rescuing' someone.
Racing to deal with a problem with the connection at the fire truck, too big to get down the lane and parked at the end.
Getting ready to enter the building.
Job done and it's off to pack up the hoses and stow the kit on the fire truck.Susan