Wednesday, 13 July 2011
Whoops! I promised you more content and then went on holiday again. Well, not really a holiday, but to a friend's wedding in Normandy. Hanging out with friends and going to wedding celebrations took up most of a four day trip, but the Gentleman Caller and I managed to do a little bit of exploring.
I won't post any of the wedding pics as the lovely bride will no doubt post pictures herself, but as it took place on the bride's parents' picturesque farm and she is a really talented stylist and florist, it was incredibly pretty. She is friends with Tim Walker and he took the wedding photo, so I can now officially claim to have been photographed by Tim Walker. Congratulations again, Tamsin and Oliver. (OK, here is one picture from the wedding, but this surely doesn't count. Heart shaped fromage.)
The wedding took place just outside the town of Honfleur, where we were stayed. It was such a pretty town: Normandy surpassed my expectations, prettiness-wise. I always think that northern France is basically England. I am wrong.
Plus, it's close to Rouen, where Madame Bovary was set, so you can have all kind of Emma Bovary imaginings. There she is, scurrying down the road to meet one of her loveurrrrrs.
The exact same view was captured by Monet.
On the same street this house was unoccupied so I decided that's where I will buy and live. Bedroom in the attic and cats, dogs and chickens running around that yard.
This cute bike was just propped unlocked against a wall. As a nasty Londoner, I was convinced that meant it was being thrown out and wanted to stash it in my car to bring home. Although it probably just meant that in sleepy Honfleur backstreets you don't need to lock your bike up.
On the drive up the Côte Fleurie to Deauville we had to make an emergency stop in Trouville when I saw this huge market taking place.
This was a huge bin of vintage dresses! I only spotted it as the market was closing and I had a hungry boy on my hands so couldn't spend too long digging. I rummaged the top layer though and there was definitely some gold! I got a €3 checked dress, a vintage Parisian label.
I also got a stripey Petit Bateau t-shirt. I love how the French genuinely do rock the stripe, en masse.
And the beaches were great! I was really surprised at how nice they were. And the water was warm!
I'll definitely be returning for a quick sunshine fix one day. Only 4 hours travel time from London! (Drive to Folkestone, Eurotunnel, drive to Honfleur.) Très bien! Plus – 1984 newsflash coming up here – the wine in the hypermarchés is so cheap! I went a bit bonkers on the way home. €3.50 for perfectly nice bottles? Momma's thirsty!