The nurse and the nun

A strange sight caught our eyes the other day. We almost thought a British stag do had hit this sleepy French town when we caught a glimpse of a man dressed as a female nurse (complete with low cut mini dress and stockings, the traditional nurse attire) alighting from the hotel opposite. Naturally curiosty overwhelmed us and, as we stared from our windows, into the picture walked a nun....carrying a guitar. She was not a real nun (something I feel may be obvious to you, despite not being an eyewitness), but appeared to be the nurse's fiancée, flanked by her hens. In the hotel, a group of half naked men shouted and cheered to their friend on the street below, throwing a rose to him. Next thing we know the nurse had presented the nun with the rose and he too had a guitar in his hand, ensuing a streetside singalong. It was all very sweet and romantic until the rather fat and greasy French men in the hotel noticed three 20 something girls staring over the road. I can almost guarantee they knew that it was definitely not into their room but onto the street below, but that did not stop them attempting to serenade us, and unsuccessfully inviting us for une boisson in their room. After a few shouts of 'non', it was time to close the window until another day.