Around the corner, there was a random pile of slate roof tiles stacked under a window.
And out in the garden, there were some gigantic figs. We tried one but it wasn't quite ripe.
Yes, we went to the seaside, but I only took one photo and it didn't turn out very well. St Malo is a quaint harbour town where the fortified walls separate the village from the beach. I'd like to go back in winter and watch the storms whilst eating some excellent seafood or crêpes (it is Brittany, after all!).