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LES MARCHÉS NOCTURNES
One of the delights of July and August in central France are the night markets held on different evenings each week in nearby towns and villages.
Stalls are set up laden with olives and mussels. Spit roast pork is served on potatoes and beans. Even English fish and chips are sometimes available. Paper plates are provided but you can bring your own plates and cutlery, a bottle or two of wine and glasses.
Under the market roof, the Mairie set out tables and chairs where you can sit to eat perhaps bringing your own table cloth and napkins. As the evening progresses there will be entertainment, perhaps music for dancing or a singer.
All around the square will be other places to eat and drink with crepes and ice-cream on sale and a few other stalls selling hats or jewellery.
As it grows dark people begin to return home and even the cats retire for the night.
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