One of the great traditions and more wonderful things about life in france is “la brocante”.
La brocante is defined as flea market, bric-a-brac, garage sale or a market for antiques.
Chick Lit, moi?
This image is probably due to the reading of many different chick lit. books. Frequently involving young energetic ladies moving to france and renovating their old romantic French farmhouse and falling in love with the local rustic type.
Or alternatively slightly older dynamic ladies who have successful businesses based in London which specialize in finding old French furniture and whose husband runs away with the diabolical au pair but for whom there remains hope thanks to the handsome guy who owns the flower shop next door.
The possibilities are quite frankly endless where french men, french furniture and french farmhouses/anything are concerned.
Anyway himself loves brocantes. He is like a child in a toyshop.
Anybody know what this is?
Fun for all the family
The kiddies love it too. There are always a few stands with boxes of toys so they are always able to find some precious treasure. In general it leads to heartfelt disucssions about whether one should pick 3 wee cars at 50 cts each or two books at 1 euro each. They love it and seem to get more out of the experience than buying new toys. Most of the time the people managing the stands are pets and throw in a wee dinosaur for free.
Cherie, what on earth is that?
Plus, there is frequently lots of really weird stuff that people seem to think other people want to buy…in one visit to our local brocante I came across the following:
(actually there were two)
bare naked ladies (again we have two)
old skis! perfect for your rustic French cafe/restaurant/whatever
holy god, another scary scary stuffed (what is it?)
hound from hell I’ll warrant?
2nd hand shot bottles.
where did they come from? what will they be used for?
100 year old murano glass beads (for interior decoration & women’s jewellery)
and last not but least, my personal favourite:
grumpy woman statue
(she looks like she is thinking “who did I wrong in a previous life to end up here?)
J’adore la brocante!!!!!