Each year the local guardiens have a day when their horses are blessed. From the church, they parade around the town preceded by women in traditional dress. There's then a big nosh-up and dancing, but we didn't get to that.
You can see from the picture that hardly anyone wears a hard hat, and quite a few wear spurs. In the town, the horses were a little restive, and at least one didn't join in; he was trop enerv� according to his frazzled owner. The lovely Patricia, who runs the Conciergerie at Port Napoleon couldn't be there but her husband Patrick is in the crowd on his grey Lutain.