I rather like this "new" fountain that has been installed in a neglected and previously down-at-heel corner of Lézignan. I presume it must have been in storage somewhere as it doesn't look exactly new. The two little figures are playing a lyre and a tambourine. Snapped after dropping Arachne off at the station for her onward journey. I was in Lézignan again later for my French book group; we talked about Glacé. Meanwhile S has gone on a bear hunt.