The first room that we saw was a clear demonstration of Drummer boy's life skills...it belongs to another less fortunate boy who must redecorate it.

First things first, the collection of beer mats has been carefully arranged.

A further demonstration of Drummer boy's life skills: Girlfriend is not only roadie and chauffeur, she is now secretary as well, and is responsible for his personal administration. She has won a permanent place in my heart for organising the purchase of a very heavy box of Belgian chocolates for my birthday.

After this brief interlude, the real reason for our visit to Rennes emerged...
The Sales.
The sales were nearly over, but I happened to know of a little antique shop where secondhand designer clothes are sometimes available. A strange change came over BFATW, her nostrils flared and she dived into the clothes rails like a woman possessed.
She had seen something very attractive in the shop window, which turned out to be exactly her size, with a nice sensible low heel, so that she can walk up and down mountains in them...
Oh, I forgot, she lives in London...

And, luckily, there were two of them...

After such excitement, there was only one thing left to do...an ice cream...
