We took the wiggly waggly way
down through Brittany to the village where I used to live on weekends when I
was in boarding school in Morlaix as a teenager.
They say you should never go back – they were
right.
However we went through quaint little villages which made the detour worth it
The stand out of this leg on the way through Brittany was stumbling upon Jean- Jean. What a treat.
Jean-Jean himself
His art in the garden
His house, in to which he kindly invited us. It is not normally open to the public
A small part of his collection
He has been there for 35
years and has painted and decorated everything that doesn’t move – and quite a
few things that do, including his mechanical music box – a wind up organ with
books of music that pass through it, making the great ‘Organ Grinders’ music.
He plays for the old and infirm and does fairs all over Brittany. He is quite
famous in the area. Lovely man.
We pressed on past Rennes and
actually got to Giverny at 9:30 at night.
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