Then there's the woman who sells us baguettes and pain au chocolat at the boulangerie/patisserie. About 200 m down the road.
Then around the corner from the bakery, down the little stairs
and across the creek with the river rats in it, is the little grocery store where we buy our cheeses and other things.
The church, of course, in the middle of town. The bells ring on the hour, then mysteriously again 2 minutes later.
In front of the church is where you'll find the monument to the 15 children in WW2 that were executed by the Nazis. (The sad story is told here)
Our accommodation is a place called The Old Distillery because in fact at one time it housed a cassis distillery. Cassis is a liqueur made from blackcurrants and some large casks still remain in the Chai (an above ground wine storeroom) beside the house. Empty, sadly.
The pool looks lovely, although the weather has become a bit cooler so we haven't had the opportunity to use it.