Author: simon

Penvénan for the next few days. About 50 miles west of St Jacut-de-la-Mer as the crow flies. But first it’s market day which livens up the town.

Dropped the stuff at the house – more of that in a bit – and headed round the peninsula. Here’s Perros-Guirec which looked to us a bit like Langland. Not sure who built the hideous building right in the centre.

Then a coastal walk with some amazing rock/boulder formations.

With a view from the house, made sense to eat in. Cheers!

Same sun, different estuary – same fantastic spectacle!

Actually pretty apt for Brittany – WiFi seems pretty rubbish anyway!

Mont St Michel – world famous, less than an hour away, not yet high season. So off we went – good for us after the laziness of yesterday.

Not too busy. As with lots of places not in high season, the infrastructure can look scary – car parks, cafes, buses etc give a clue.

And speaking of buses – better than a 40 minute walk in the sun at noon. Note they drive both ways so never have to turn around.

Then found an OK spot for a short walk and lunch …

Then home for estuaries, sunsets etc etc – identical to yesterday. Last day in St Jacut-de-la-Mer. On the move tomorrow.

Not a whole lot going on today, so just a selection of photos from around the house at different times of day.

Although the one below was a small resort about 5 miles away when we ventured out in the afternoon.

Slowly getting into the rhythm of Brittany. The estuary, obviously, plus baguettes, croissants, coffee, peaches, wine, cheese, cider – seems to be running with a culinary theme!

When we did drag ourselves out it was to the rather beautiful town of St Malo about 30 minutes away. We know the UK is basking in hot sun, and we’re quite pleased with some cloud cover as we walked for miles today.

Got held up by the Amadeus closing the road.

And the old town – actually not that old as largely rebuilt after the Allies did lots of damage in WWII.

St. Jacut-de-la-Mer since you ask. A bit west of St. Malo and it is a finger sticking out into a large estuary. Rain and thunder had been forecast and duly arrived – angry skies and a couple of torrential downpours first thing.

However, everything brightened up so a short drive to the next peninsula, Cap Fréhel. Beautiful coastal walks – a bit like Gower but sunny!

This is Fort Latte – probably not pronounced as in the coffee but we never found out.

Back for hanging around the house, taking in the sun and the views. Had intended to get groceries, but it’s France and it’s Sunday so absolutely nothing doing.

What we do like, though, is double summer time. After dinner, went for a swim. It was about 9.30 – sunset is just after 10.00 which is fabulous.

And finally am thinking about a second career once I’m retired. Was thinking of an Instagram style icon, fashion trend-setting sensation. Folks – you saw it start right here!

And we’re off again. Brittany this time, taking the car on the train and looking forward to all things French. Here we go.

French motorways are fantastic. Cruise control at 80, and miles eaten up with ease – until we got to Le Havre. Lovely bridge – 2 in fact, and they decided that the toll should be €5.40 in coins (no notes). And guess the outcome …

I’m sounding a bit moany. Tolls added about an hour, but 6 hours after getting off the train, this is the view from the garden (not my view in this photo, obviously, as I’m looking the other way but you get the picture).

Beautiful estuary, with the tide out.

View from the garden.

And the all-important sunsets. Actually, not sure how many more we will see as forecast for the next few days isn’t great, but loved these.