purelyfrance

In the wake of Nicholas Sarkosy’s election triumph the French are being prepared for ‘change’. (personally, I think the electorate message was, ‘we want action’) In reality, the French loosen their hold on traditions very reluctantly, yet at the same time apply flexibility and pragmatism to embrace a contemporary 21^st century lifestyle. I refer to it as the great French paradox, holding on and letting go in unison.   But one tradition that rarely attracts any compromise is remembering and honouring those who died during the First and Second World Wars. Today recognises the end of WW 2 in Europe.

I have just come from attending the ceremony in our commune of Chaudenay (pop. 1000) along with two Australian and two American guests. So the Allies are well represented.  The ceremony is typical of what is replicated right throughout France in every city, town, and village.  We gather in the village square, usually around 50 or 60 people, of all generations and including a small number of veterans, medals proudly displayed on their chests. The mood is friendly but the normal exuberant greetings are muted due to the occasion. Our Mayor comes over to say hello and to welcome our guests.  We fall in behind the local brass band to follow them the short distance to our War Memorial.           

The Mayor then extends a formal invitation to all to move on to our local Salle des Fetes (community hall) to partake in a ‘vin de honneur’. I love that term, rather than guzzling a glass of wine at 10.00 in the morning (not that the French ever guzzle their wine) you feel you are respectfully toasting those who fought for freedom. So glasses are filled, slices of brioche are distributed, healthy conversation ensues. A few ‘locals’ come and talk with us, always interested (curious?) to know where our guests are from. The Mayor comes and makes his excuses, explaining he has to attend another ceremony at the nearby commune of Ebaty. A small occasion in social terms but a ‘grand’ tradition historically and culturally. A tradition that you sense will remain dear to French hearts for generations to come.

A Bientot,

Bruce.