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Light in the darkness: Chavagnes scouts

 Max, one of our Year 13 pupils, is installed as Assitant Scoutmaster. Our Scouts walked 15km to La Chabotterie the other day to the place where General Charette was captured at the end of the Vendée uprising. In what by all acounts was a very moving ceremony several new members received their neckerchiefs ('foulards') in the colours of Scarlet, gold and azure.
More information about the aims of the Scouts de Chavagnes can be found on their site


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