Every year, at Christmas time, at a crossroads not far from where I live, a crèche appears at the foot of a cross. And it disappears in the early days of January. And I am always afraid someone would destroy it or rob part or all of it – there are so many stupid people around these days…

When the Mayor of Béziers or M. Wauquiez try to set up crèches in public buildings they mean that France is a Christian country and that those who are are not Christian are foreigners here.

On the contrary, the man or the woman who brings us this work of simple art every year are part of a tradition – like crosses at crossroads.

I enjoy the poetry of the nativity scenery.

May 2018 keep in good health the visitors of this blog, and their kitties of course! And may the World be more tolerant and find Peace.

Merry Christmas

On  28th December 2016, Frimousse wrote:

“There was hoarfrost for a long time, outside. Then it was warmer. And today hoarfrost again. Colder in the near future, according to the forecast. Snow, do you think?

Christmas is gone. Hogmanay is near.. My Masters, and I, Frimousse, and my friend RouXy, we wish that the year to come will be better than the one that finishes. For all of you, as for us.”

That was his last message for the year 2016.


On 3rd January 2017, he wrote:

“Christmas and New Year are behind. Children are back to school this morning. Of course, there is still the epiphany cake to eat but if Christmas decorations are still in place, they’re just waiting to be put away. The Christmas tree does not lose many needles yet, RouXy’s Master cut it when the Moon was right. Still no snow here.
My friend RouXy gives us a lot of concern. My Master does all that he can to feed him and prevent him from vomiting but he does not gain weight. And he seems weaker and weaker. When he goes upstairs, what he would do in one breath, he stops one or two times, three times yesterday … My Master is going to take him to my doctor. But everybody is afraid of what she will say. He is so happy to live, my friend! Lying by my side on the large bed upstairs at the beginning of the evening or around the neck of my Master sitting in the armchair during the day, he purrs and purrs and purrs…

Happy New Year to all the visitors of Frimousse Blog.”

That was his first message for 2017.

This Monday morning, it is snowing. A gentle and fine snow, which the wind is playing with. The road is white but it isn’t slippery. Frimousse would have loved running in the snow and in the wind, and then coming to keep me company, on his armchair, with his head raised. RouXy would be spread on the low table in front of the stove…

This is the last post on Frimousse Blog for the year 2017.Merry Christmas to all of you! Next year will just be another year…