Roscoff, France and a ferry ride


Wednesday, March 23: This morning I’m writing from a large ferry crossing the English Channel, taking me from Roscoff in Brittany to Plymouth England. There’s no wi-fi on the ship so you’ll read this after I’ve arrived in the U.K. but I want to write while yesterday is fresh in my mind.

My drive was south to north, across the height of Brittany. The land through which I drove was lovely – rolling green hills, a few fat cows in the fields, a two lane road passing through many small villages and towns that were well decorated with daffodils. At one point I had a distant view of the great bay that divides western Brittany just before I exited the highway.

My goal was the town of Roscoff, located almost on the most northerly point of Brittany. It’s the home port for three ferry companies that take people and freight from France to England, Ireland, and Spain. It’s been a fishing port for centuries; Breton fishermen historically have sailed to the waters off the coast of Canada’s maritime provinces, returning after months with a hold filled with cod. Today a few people still earn their living by fishing. I saw one fisherman selling his catch to people crowding around on the pier.

The town of Roscoff, like most towns in France, is many centuries old. Unlike all the other towns I’ve toured in Brittany there were no half-timbered buildings here. Instead the streets are filled with stone buildings, many of them constructed in the 16th and 17th centuries. This town is charming, interesting and well-worth visiting. If you find yourself in Brittany, make a point of coming to Roscoff, even if you don’t plan to take a ride on a ferry!


Thursday, March 24:   Now I am in a small, ancient city called Totnes in Devon, a county in southwestern England. My AirBnB accommodation is a small suite (bedroom, bath, kitchette) in the home of Denise who has been very welcoming to me. After picking me up at the train station yesterday Denise made me a cup of tea and we enjoyed a getting-to-know-you chat. Then she invited me to join her and some friends at a film showing in a barn that’s been made into a cinema. Before the film we had dinner in an inn just up the country road from Denise’s house – an inn that proclaims its roots dating to the early 1300’s. More on that in my next post.

I have created a gallery of my pictures of Roscoff to show you many scenes I found there. I put it in a separate post, just after this one. You should see one image when you open that post. If you click on that image a new one should appear. This may run slowly if you don’t have a fast internet connection but hope you’ll be able to see these photos. Do let me know by posting a Comment or by email if this doesn’t work for you.  The link to the next page is



Concarneau, France


The main thoroughfare with Sunday shoppers.

March 20, 2016                   Concarneau

Today I drove a few miles from Quimper to a seacoast town that has one rather extraordinary feature: in the middle of the harbor on what must be a man-made island there’s an ancient fortress that’s been turned into a tourist attraction. In the 17th century the famous architect of France’s fortresses, Vauban, created what is now called the “ville clos” (enclosed town).  Important for securing the western part of France from the English when it was built, today it’s a well-regulated and attractive place to visit.  (I didn’t see even one T-shirt for sale!)  Here are a few pictures I took today.


An aerial view of the town showing the fortress. This picture is borrowed from the city’s website. I hope they won’t mind.


Approaching the “ville clos” in low tide.


There were a number of clever and attractive signs. I thought this one of an artist at his easel outside a gallery was the best.


I’m not quite sure what these “bunnies” were doing — we didn’t communicate well! But they were cute!


There is a wide range of old buildings on the site, including a church, a museum, and some attractive homes as well as shops.


A “peep hole” in the walls enabled a view of the fishing fleet and provided stairs down to the surrounding land in low tide.



Images from the Past


Quimper has a very good art museum, Musée des Beaux Arts Quimper. It features everything from ancient Italian madonnas to late 20th century modern art. Max Jacob was a native son of Quimper and a room has been dedicated to his work for a number of years. As you walk into the museum the first large display rooms contain works by artists who painted their Breton neighbors in the 19th century, and perhaps earlier. As I wrote on this blog when I was in Antwerp in January, I enjoy images of how people lived in the pre-camera ages. This museum has a collection of large canvasses that give us a glimpse of the fishermen and farmers and their wives and children who lived in this most westerly corner of France long ago. The museum permits the taking of photos so I can share some of these images with you. (Clicking on the images will make them bigger.)


To thank the Virgin for his survival on a recent voyage, this sailor – with bare feet – deposits with respect an ex-voto* a model of a ship before the statute of the Virgin and her Child. He is accompanied by his wife and children while all his community looks on. Painting entitled “Ex-Voto” by Henri Royer, 1898. (An ex-voto is a religious offering given in order to fulfill a vow.)


Les Moissonneuses (the Harvesters) by Pierre Dupuis, 1893. (a Google search for this French word returned ads for harvesting machines.)


L’Arrivée du Pardon de Sainte-Anne de Fouesnant à Concarneau. by Alfred Guillou, 1887. In France the term “pardon” is used for religious ceremonies when icons from the church are paraded to celebrate the saint’s day or another important occasion. Usually these involve men carrying heavy icons through the streets but in Brittany apparently it was common to bring the saints in by small boats.

Translating the sign posted by the painting entitled “The Arrival of the Pardon of Sainte-Anne” (above): “The pardon is one of the manifestations of the faith in Brittany. In holiday dress, carrying banners and statues men, women and children return by land and sea [the statue of Saint Anne of Fouesnant] to the sanctuary.” Saint Anne is the patron saint of sailors. The next image is similar.



Visite à la Vierge of Benodet (Visit to the Virgin of Benodet), Jean-Eugène Buland, 1898. The painting shows a man and woman praying at the statue of the Virgin. (The sign posted besidet his paining in the museum explains in detail who the artist’s models were: the woman ran the mercer’s shop in the street of the church and the man worked in the hotel next door to the church.)

Here are a few others I really like.


The women of the village gather to buy fabric at the village market. Jules Trayer, Les Marché aux Chiffons dans le Finistere (The Cloth Market in Western Brittany),1886


And the men gather for sport — in this case, “boules” or “petanque” which is similar to bowling. Théophile Desrolles: Les Joueurs des Boules (The Boules Players), no date.


People of a village dancing at a wedding. Adolph Leleux, Une Noce en Bretagne (A Wedding in Brittany), 1863


This woman is carrying the water for her household from the town spring, seen behind her. Jules Breton, A la Fontaine (At the Fountain), 1892


A couple of old sailors engaged in conversation. Alfred Guillou, A la Abri de la Tempête (Taking shelter from the storm), about 1890.

The image at the top of this post is exactly the view I see (except for the dress of the people) each time I walk from my apartment in Quimper to the center of the city. Every building is still there. The painting is by William Parrott, Le Cathédrale Saint-Corentin de Quimper (Saint Corentin’s Cathedral, Quimper), about 1860



“Slow Travel” is a phrase that been coined to refer to people who travel like I do: rent an apartment or cottage, stay in one place for several days, a week or longer, take tons of pictures (not required), and have time to really see the place and the people around you. Today I came across lots of interesting things I’ve missed before. Here are some of them.



“Alley of the Pepper”


“Brocante” means antique things belonging to ordinary people, bought and sold.





Alley of Cooked Bread — probably the site of the community oven.





Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Happy Spring!

Quimper: the Ancient and the Merely Old


A half-mile walk along the river from the tourist office in Quimper took me to a tiny and very old (pre-Roman) settlement called Locmaria. It is known for two things: a church built ca. 1000 A.D. and the creation and production of the whimsical pottery known as “Quimper Faience.” Unfortunately, both the faience museum and the church were closed.


I’ve found no information about this building but it’s very likely that only the main, barn-like large part is a thousand years old. The tower and the appendage on the front as well as the porch and window on the front were probably added much later.

The church pre-dates gothic architecture so it’s what is known as “Romanesque” style. That’s a building with a high interior supported by lower appendages (aisles) on the sides. The walls are made of thick stone as are the pillars that support the roof. Windows are small and high – little light makes its way into these churches. This is a design that is found in the oldest existing churches in Europe and that remained popular for parish churches into the 15th or 16th century and beyond. It’s a shape that remains very popular still for barns in both Europe and America.


Parts of the church I believe were added in the 17th century include the bell tower, the altar, the “chevet” (the French word for the rounded part shown here on the right).

This church became a priory (monastery) church in the mid-1600s and some changes were made in that era. In all likelihood both the transepts and the tower were added then as was a renaissance porch at the entrance with a gothic window above it. A large priory building bearing the date 1664 was constructed adjacent to the church, and a cloister was added. The interior of the nave remains much in the original state.

Quimper Locmaria interior

This photo of the interior (found on the web) shows the original nave with its Romaneque rounded arches, thick columns and high windows and the wooden ceiling.


There’s a pretty, medieval-style garden near the church. Daffodils were in bloom!

In this tiny area by the river are three (or more) potteries that have been creating the dishes that have made the name of Quimper famous around the world. There is a faience museum here but it’s closed until mid-April. I found a large store that features work by the best living painters and was able to sneak a few pictures there. It’s called Faiencerie Henriot.


The display at the entry to Faiencerie Henriot.

The best examples of old Quimper designs that I found, however, are on the exterior of a closed pottery. It is the former workplace of Paul Fouillen whose work is being exhibited in a 2016 display at the Musée de Faience in Quimper beginning in April. Attached to the exterior of this building as decorations are a few old tiles with original designs.


Old tiles on the closed factory of Paul Fouillen. The one at the bottom left has a door bell button.



I borrowed the photo of the interior of the church from this site: More pictures, much better pictures of the church than I took, can be found there.

History of Notre Dame church in Locmaria (in French, very detailed)

Photo at the top of this entry lifted from this site: If you have an interest in acquiring Quimper dinnerware this may be a site that interests you.

More about the pottery:

Quimper: New Wine in Old Bottles


Quimper is the capital of a department (state) called Finistiere – Latin for “land’s end.” It’s been occupied since before the Romans arrived. Today it’s an active city, filled with shops, restaurants and all the other services a busy, modern city requires. Join me for a short walk through this old but modern city.


When I arrived on Sunday a decathlon for both men and women was going on, and the streets in the oldest part of town were closed to make way for the runners. Hundreds of people gathered to cheer on their friends. These women have just crossed the finish line.


The town is filled with old buildings and young people.


Shops fill the ground floor spaces of ancient half-timbered buildings.


There are many boutiques offering fashionable clothing. Clearly this is the place for shopping for everyone in southwestern Brittany. Although there are chain stores such as Monoprix and H&M, most of the businesses are small and appear to be locally owned.


I’ve never seen so many shoe stores! There must be one for every 100 people. I think this shoe’s cute.


The city is still centered where it has been for ages – around the gothic cathedral …


but it has a number of modern building that indicate how busy and progressive it is, such as the library shown here, If you ever studied French you learned that a library is called a “biblioteque.” Not anymore! Today a library in France is called a “mediateque.”


I have a lovely apartment this week. It’s located on “market street” (Rue de la Halle), just a few feet from the modern indoor daily market (entrance shown here). I love being right in the center of the city. (You can see the AirBnB ad for my apartment here.)