Passadoc Gazette - No 150

The weekly 150

But who had this crazy idea...

– What if we created a hebdo that would bring together the photos and the main participations that appeared in the week?

Who had this crazy idea? Hard to say... Each Passadoc gave a piece of advice, a piece of project, a piece of design, even philosophy! The « If we did... » filled messages, screens, emails... And in January 2021, the great adventure began.

Passadoc Gazette No. 1!

The Echoes of the Week
It's time for the nursery...
Memories of harvest
Mrs. Pauline!
The Provencal soon more present on the Web?
Telephone booths
Mireille...
Quiz!
Passadoc
A leporello? Quesaco?

It's time for the nursery...

...advises André who adds:

"I know him three names in Provencal « the crecho », it may be that the word comes from French but I'm not sure. « Grupi », i.e. « the feeder », reference to Nativity in the stable.

Finally « Lou Belèn », from the city of Bethlehem. »

There must be others.

It's also time to get the santons out!

The French word « Santon », comes from the Provencal « Santoun » from the Neapolitan « santibelli ». The holy miners of the Catholic calendar are qualified in my home as « Santrounquets. »

The nursery...

Marie-Odile Beraud prepares it on December 10 and decorates it with foam...
At Jean-Pierre Violino, it also begins on December 10!
Marie-Dominique Germain Opens the box of santons on December 4th and decorates its crèche with small pebbles and some dead leaves.

Claude Boyer Remember:
With my father, we left in the forest to cut off the tree that was indeed a cade; Once enguirlanded, adorned with multicolored balls and his star of the sleep shepherd was perfectly delusional. We also took foam at the time. « Ecology » had not yet been invented.

The cribs of my childhood were very succinct and were limited to the strict minimum: Mary, Joseph, theai, the buou and of course the little Jesus. We are a family of parpaillots and if we made a crèche it was by tradition, « to do like everyone else ». Exit the remoulder, the pistachio, the delight and the boumian. And if we made the meal with the thirteen desserts, it was by greed!

But finally, we had the gifts and that was the main one. I have very good memories of these family Christmases.

Crécho, Santibelli, I knew but not the Santrounquets, Grupi and Lou Belèn.

Passadoc is waiting for your memories and photos!

Memories of harvest

The autumn approaches, the vines rustle, the clusters are swollen, it is time to harvest.

This is the time of work, abundance and friendship in the vineyard of Maracabre at the limits of the terroir of Fayence.

This vine is called Martial and spreads on terraces between dry stone walls, along the drail that led the sheep from Roquebrune or Fréjus to Seranon.

The continuation of this beautiful text – signed Geneviève Bresc – is on this page.

Mrs. Pauline!

We talked to his daughter. She told us several details, especially about her famous shoes!

Last night, we even found a video of France 3 in which we see her passing twice. She's galloping Pauline!

Thank you again to those who allowed us to see her again.

The Provençal soon on the web?

François Abbe
For now, it's not won!...

However, it has become easy to translate from one language to another on the Internet. Let us thank artificial intelligence. It's actually "machine learning" or how the algorithm learns from its mistakes. Only here it is, the occitan seems to be the great absent.

Let's recap it. Many are more tidy than I am and can give their opinion (with a smile!):

It covers the whole south of France (and even further). There are 7 dialects in Löccitan, including the Provençal. Roumanille (not Frédéric Mistral, thank you André for the correction) invented a graphic. There are therefore two ways to write in Provencal: classical and Mistralian.

The site www.abbe.photo (on which there are already 149 Passadoc Gazettes!) has added a feature: automatic translation from one language to another. The software allows us to choose between about 120 languages. Think rather of the impressive list. But an absent person: the occitan or even one of the dialects like the Provençal. Yet Corsica is on the list, Catalan too.

So we wrote to the software developer to ask him the question. Case to follow!

Here is the list of languages that we might choose to use on our site. Hang on, there are 136 languages available:

Afrikaans, Albanians, German, Amharic, English, Armenian, Azerbaijani, Bambara, Basque, Bengali, Belarusian, Birman, Bosniac, Bulgarian, Catalan, Cebuano, Chichewa, Simplified Chinese, Traditional Chinese, Korean, Corsican, Croatian, Danish, Spanish, Esperanto, Estonian, Filipino, Finnish, French, West Frison, Galician, Welsh, Georgian, Greek, Gujarati, Haitian, Hausa, Hawaiian, Hebrew, Hindi, Hmong, Hungarian, Igbo, Indonesian, Inuktitut, Irish, Islandese, Italian, Japanese, Javanais, Kannada, Kazakh, Central Khmer, Kirghize, Kinyarwanda, Kurde, Latin, Letton, Lithuanian, Luganda, Hungarian, Macedonian, Malaysalam, Malgache, Maltese, Tashy, Mongolian, Kazakh, Central Khmer, Sighize, Kinyarwanda, Zurde, Letton, Lithuanian, Uganda, Malagain, Malagain, Malagain, Tashan, Tashan, North, Sigh, Sorgong,

Telephone booths

Does that remind you of anything?

« Once upon a time directory and telephone booths, replaced by computers and mobile phones.

Unfortunately, there are people who don't have computers or mobile phones and for them it's hard.

Without my son's insistence, I would be one of those.

As I walk around, I sometimes find telephone booths in hamlets or in the countryside, but they are empty.

I remember tails in front of a cabin, The beautiful time of the Thirty Glory, not glorious for everyone. »

André Abbe

Photo: Telephone booth and directories in the Var, November 1980 – A. Abbe

Jeanne Monin
Ah! Phone booths!

If today buying a phone is as easy – but more expensive indeed! – than to buy a baguette of bread, it is not the same in the 1970s/80: if one is not given priority (physician, great sick, etc.), one must wait several years after having made the first request to the PTT, became La Poste in 1959.

- Did you know that?

Yes... near today's youth born with a « smartphone » grafted on the back of the hand, we make a dinosaur. For them, the telephone booth is the glass cage that we see in the old films, such as the one where the heroine takes refuge. « Birds » d-A. Hitchcock (1963).

It has almost disappeared from our urban landscapes and there would remain only 14 cabins still operating in the « white areas ».

That said, few of us are really nostalgic about wire and dial phones!

Claude Boyer
Of course it reminds me of memories.
The telephone booth is to the young people today what the « 22 to Asnières » was for us. And yet it seems to us that it was yesterday.
Today they are transformed into street libraries.

I remember a day when I was going to call with my 1 F pieces; A lady walks into the cabin right in front of me.

Waiting for her to come out I'm watching her ride.

She first put on a pair of gloves, then comes out of her bag a sprayer with which she throws a liquid on the handset, probably a disinfectant alcohol, then she pulls out a pack of paper handkerchiefs with which she wipes carefully, observes the handkerchief contaminated by the result of her household and sketches a moth of disgust.

In fact, she was right; when we know the bacteria present in all these mouths whose lips have stuck against the handset. And yet I didn't remember an outbreak of herpes, herpes, mycosis or other fever buds triggered by the use of the public phone.

So that day, passing right behind her I benefited from a carefully sterilized handset.

Marie Martin
In the countryside, before the cabin, there was only one telephone at the village café, and if you had to call the doctor in an emergency – Yes, at that time they moved at night – So you had to wake the coffee maker...

He asked for the number, set the counter time on the way, made the number and then calculated the price to be paid according to the call area... Sometimes calling 5 minutes at 5 km was more expensive than calling 10 minutes at 20 km...

Besides, the village knew everything!

Mireille...

Twice a day, she passed the Abbe House: every morning she opened the church, and every night she closed it.

December 2022, we exchanged a few words and Mireille agreed to be photographed. It was 8:00 in the morning... No, Mireille didn't spend hours preparing. Needless, it was perfect, spontaneous: the keys to the church with one hand, the other with a baguette from the bakery on the Grand Rue. (another place where we met, with Didou's snack).

Mireille left us a few months ago, but she's one of our memories forever.

Quiz!

Maryse Laugier The quiz's here!
Maryse's been following us all along. Passadoc's Facebook page was created in May 2015, and Maryse was already active. Often, when there was only one comment on a publication, it was Maryse's.

Since then, more and more people have read, commented and encouraged us. Our publications are a great job for the volunteer team. Your comments, likes and shares are a great reward. Another reward is benevolence in your comments. You keep smiling, even when times are difficult. So, thank you forever!
François Abbe

A leporello? Quesaco?

Leporello... It's Don Giovanni's admiring valet.*A master manipulator and persecutor.

It's also « a type of binding, a way to fold pages of a book so that it opens in accordion »**.

These books are sometimes tiny, to the point of being stored in a match box.
– One of the smallest books in accordion was the Book-Robert Filliou's standard, published by Dieter Roth in 1981. Folded, he barely measured 4x4 cm but, like the folding meter of carpenter whose creator inspired, it reached 70 centimetres when it was open!

Leporello magic! Folded, Passadoc's is a 12×18 and unfolded, a 108×18!

* Opéra de Mozart.
** Réf. : Peter Downsbrough – Bernard Villers – Hamish Fulton

Pour l’acquérir, c’est très facile !

Are cited in The Gazette :
André Abbe
François Abbe
Marie-Odile Beraud
Claude Boyer
Marie-Dominique Germain
Maryse Laugier
Marie Martin
Jeanne Monin
Jean-Pierre Violino
Editor in Chief :
Jeanne Monin