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It’s a rain day here today, so I’m looking into some stories. This one really caught my imagination when I wandered into an ancient church just below where the old city walls of Poitiers would once have wrapped the town. And yes, there was a saint and a
france
Have to say I’m rather fascinated by this woman, her story, her family. There’s so much of it! And only so much you can learn reading books, for me at least the story only really starts to make sense when you can touch it in some way. So
poitiers
Poitiers, France 🇫🇷 Made it there, and back, safe! This has been a day of inspiring women. * the guerilla gardeners and artists bringing life to ancient cobblestone roads, 2025 * a princess-prisoner-queen-divorcee-nun-convent founder-dragon slayer-saint from the 500s * the intense and devoted Jeanne d’Arc who stayed here on her victorious march to
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So…this morning I’m trying to catch a bus, train, anything, to Poitiers. Ten minutes down the road. But this week they’re digging up the road, they’re digging up the tracks, digging up the bus stops, and it’s all a right mess. Regrouping with a café