It’s not possible to describe the house mania going on around here lately. Honestly I’m more and more convinced that I’m a total masochist. However it’s Semur to the rescue as just now it’s offering me two things- a diversion from all things connected to moving and blog material which I am sad to say is at an all time low in my addled brain.

Every year at the end of May this sleepy town bursts into life with a vengeance. This past weekend was Les Fêtes Médiévales du Roi Chaussé and I’ve never seen anything like it. The Semurois go all out for this festival and I have to say it’s the most fun I’ve ever seen a whole town having at once.

But what recreation of ancient France would be complete without reminders of the bubonic plague? Enter Les Gueux, a group of dedicated locals who are devoted to being authentically disgusting.


They go about the streets, yelling, harassing the crowds, subjecting each other to various instruments of torment and sometimes throwing eggs and really smelly cheese at folks. Vive La France! Anyway I know something about medieval torture myself. I spent Saturday at Ikea.