L-hebdo 179
Big shoves...
... In other words: the great laundry*.
In the countryside, they take place twice a year, in spring and autumn. Depending on the washing rooms, they can last three days: purgatory, hell and finally heaven.
Purgatory : in large wooden bowls, the pieces of linen are placed in layers and covered with cold water; they soak all night « to eliminate a maximum of dirt » and sweating.
Hell - emptying the soaking water and pouring water on the linen; water vapours create a kind of fog that evokes – it is said – hell.
Finally came the third day: leaving the tank, the pieces of linen drained on trestles and then brought to the wash or to the river where they were strung with arms, beaten to extract the water from hell, then rinsed, dried. Little by little, the linen regains whiteness and a sort of purity, hence the name of « paradise » !
Back to the cottage, the small pieces are put to dry on a linen thread; the sheets are spread on grass, set to curing.**
There in the meadow full of daisies [...]
Tended on the thread, white laundry
Handkerchiefs shake and trousers
He's going to get close to the petticoats...
On the wire, there are shirts
On the wire, swollen by the breeze
On the thread, underwear, socks, slippers
On the thread, dance, dance, dance
On the wire, dance, swing
– Where is the white linen?
– The sun came to drink it!
Extract from a poetry for the little ones – Pierre Gamarra
Is it necessary to state that this work, reserved for women, is harassment? The only moment of pleasure is the reunion at the wash! So start chatting, gossip... We exchange news, we meditate too! Sometimes, a chorus cover song chases fatigue for a moment...
Shortly after 1918, mushroom washer appeared in the wealthy families of the cities and then in the countryside. Farewell, the big drunks! laundry becomes weekly. As the progress progresses, the washing machines, first mechanical, then electrical... and now dry.
Maybe a day or so away, just throw the laundry in the machine... And everything will be washed, ironed, folded and stored in the wardrobe!
Jeanne Monin
Research on several sites.
*The oldest washing description is made by Homer (Odyssey) : Nausicaa and her companions bring the linen to the riverside.
**Principle: it is oxygen, extracted from water by ultra violet rays, reverberated, which whitens the tissue by raising. They also said « orchard linen ».
*** We read: bugado → Celtic origin... We also read: bugado → Languedocian dialect.
Mrs Augusta Escoffier... probably the last bugadière*** Roquebrune! Until 2000, she went to la Maurette to wash.
André Abbe
« She explained that the laundry washed at the river is much cleaner and healthier than the one that comes out of the river.Machine ».
Roquebrune in images - 2021 – Page 11.
- The Echoes of the Week
Time passes...
Sardanne
The garden grenadier - Passadoc
The Library of Passadoc
Time passes...
Time passes... and the material is witness to this: not a single computer screen on the table! Unimaginable today.
Claude Boyer
... pastiche an announcement of the time when television had only three channels.
– Our special envoys live in front of the Rock of Roquebrune... To you Cognacq-Jay!
Jean-Philippe Tinois
The technique was more mechanical and understandable, palpable in the primary sense, the microwave waves were of course on a virtual entity but, apart from using it to say true or false things, the matter of what was going into the air was in any case only the diffusion of the original dialogue.
Now there is a marked increase in this virtual and impalpable world and an opportunity to modify it with additional access to free broadcasting access in both directions: possibility to broadcast possibility to listen; Retrieving the origin of information becomes a combatant's journey.
Yesterday I saw an image showing planes that would cause the yellow sand to fall these days and reinforce the ideas of the ChemstrailsIt's delusional...
When we were talking in a microphone, if the guy said a « Shit,We asked him for his sources, we could have a debate, we had a thread that found the author of the statements; Now there is a profusion of information and links to find the origin extremely held, impalpable, we barely have time to analyze a subject that he disembarks one! Anyway – as Pépin would say! – to quote Voltaire (I think): It's better to grow your garden... but in the sense « planting potatoes » !...
Claude Boyer
Farpaitement !.. We've never walked on the moon, all this is just a studio montage by Stanley Kubrik... Earth is flat and Antarctica is a glacier that turns it around and holds water from the oceans so that it does not fall into the space vacuum (I saw a video about it no later than yesterday)... We are not alone on Earth: an alien civilization lives hidden in a dimension other than ours and pulls strings from puppets that we are...
« There are only two infinite things, the universe and human nonsense... But for the universe, I have no absolute certainty », Albert Einstein said. (I use the conditional because the apocryphal quotations that circulate are legion) ... Fathers of us...
Sardanne
How pretty the sardana is
Let's dance hand in hand
In the land of plane greens
Young girls young people love well
And even the old men of their cane
Martalizing her on the stones of the road
They know her sardane
They danced when they were kids. »
The garden grenadier
It is not a soldier but a deciduous fruit shrub!
It takes beautiful golden to orange colours in autumn and these fruits give a very refreshing, low calorie juice, rich in vitamins, minerals and antioxidants.
Claude Boyer
When I was a kid, my father was going to do his Sunday trip to the Grand Café de la Place, Pasquier's, Puget.
He drank his pastis and I was entitled to my « red syrup » and my hard egg because at the time, there were some on displays available to the client.
Skipped on the high stool in front of the counter, j"was proud as Artaban! How a simple photo can make us go away looking for lost time... Thank you Mr Proust
The bookshop of Passadoc
Cited in The Gazette : André Abbe – Claude Boyer – Jeanne Monin – Jean-Philippe Tinois.
Editor in Chief : Jeanne Monin
