We stopped for lunch at this picture perfect fishing village

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It must be a very deep harbour given how close to shore the large ships sail. Oh, and this is Gordon's entree...a pot of fish soup from which he helped himself!
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When we finished lunch the waiter opened a window and threw the uneaten bread out. I thought it a bit much to discard rubbish this way, till I looked out and saw...

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...this!!! Of course, we then had to join in asked the waiter for more bread!!
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The house behind me on the left of picture is where Victor Hugo lived for a year.
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I was taking this shot of the cat and the church when this dog appeared exactly as I clicked the button...nearly scared me to death!!
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