Brittany

This is Quai St-Vincent in the Wonder that is St Malo in Brittany in France. I loved its walled city. When I told someone that I was going to Brittany they said "Really, where's she playing?"

I told them it wasn't that sort of Brittany.
we caught a large ferry arrangement across the English Channel. It was freezing and choppy and raining cats and dogs. This is where we sat. Luckily I don't get sea sick.

we passed Elizabeth Castle on the way out of Jersey. I don't know about the rest of you, but I never get bored of looking at castles or forts.

The walled city of St Malo was bombed during the war - 80% was reduced to rubble by the Germans in 1944-but rebuilt afterwards. It really was beautiful.

we had lunch at the driest, warmest cosiest place opposite the Cathedrale St Vincent. It was called Bergamote and it was truly gorgeous and the staff were lovely

It is very very difficult to maintain a modicum of glamour in the driving rain and freezing cold and gale force wind but I gave it my very best shot.

I wore my new Danish scarf arrangement. I love this scarf. Might wear it again tomorrow.

the French women at lunch all looked thin and gorgeous and chic but I couldn't sneak any photos of them so you'll have to take my word for it. They were all eating large lunches and puddings too.

I'm a Joiner, so I did too.

this fig tart was 9 Million/10

this was some sort of scallop quiche thing. I luffed that too.

this cathedrale door was attractive.

I bought a few French products like this teeny copper pot

what am I supposed to cook in it do you think? It was prohibitely 'spensive.

this is inside the Cathedrale St Vincent. In October 1944 Lee Miller, the only journalist in the city during the bombings filed an 8 page report on the destruction of St Malo that appeared in American Vogue.

the smell of Breton baking was incredible. I wish I'd taken more photos.