onzianism

Tilling is in the 11th department of France so it was with trepidation that we waited for the 11th minute of the 11th hour on this the 11th month of 2011 - one of the projected dates for the end-of-the-world and the arrival of the giant green lizards.
At the time Kat and I were taking coffee at the Pont. It was quite exciting - the ex-combatants and followers and the mayor came over the bridge after the lest-we-forget ceremony at the war memorial - but that was all.

Perhaps the merde will frappez the fan at 11.00 tonight? All is possible. Tonight is of course the party at Kats gallery in the Rue de la Republic, bring a bottle and prepare to die.

Photo shows autumn by the post office.