During my travels as a hippie in the 1970s I came into contact with the great-grandson of Germain Nouveau
We spent time together in both Greece and France
Unlike his great-grandfather he was neither a serious poet and had never experienced mental health issues
But he has shared a religious conversion and now models himself on Saint Benoit-Joseph Labre
He returned to his home village just over twenty years ago and lives with a novice nun who I only know as Rai
They are blissfully happy and look forward to my yearly visits
We spend a great deal of time chatting to the fruits in the village market and often paint our index fingers red