pictures

walk up the hill to the place where the car is parked, the small black car. It is parked beside a grand house, there where the pedestrians only path along the cliff face ends. Stow the camera equipment in the back, behind the seats. Get in, start the little diesel engine and move off down the hill, down the narrow road between the high hedges.
At the bottom of the hill cross the river on the bridge and take the road to Ternay. There is a baker shop there, a shop that makes the most beautiful bread. It is a lovely shop, it is first rate bread.
The shop is run by a young couple, a high quality artisan baker in the middle of a quiet stretch of country in France. Nobody would expect this shop there.

The little car hums along the small roads, eighty kilometres an hour, more is not permitted.
Past all the low one storey houses at the side of the road, all in clean rendered plaster, all in an off white colour.
Cross a main road, a carrefour or something, a dangerous junction.
In the main square of the town, there is the bakery.

Set up the camera, take a picture of the front of the bakery.
Ask the propreitor to stand in front.
Take the picture with the old camera.
All is well

And then drive on to the next picture, one of a deserted house by a railway line, a house in which a man used to live who minded the level crossing.
A tiny two storey house.
Take another picture with the old camera
A curious building.

On the other side of Troo there is a house in the centre of a Y junction in the road.
Take the last picture.
That is it.