I was flicking through one of my old catalogs when I stumbled across this image from a Bed-and-Breakfast in Bayeux. I hadn’t given it a second glance when I first sorted the pictures from this trip – I guess this is why it pays to look at things with fresh eyes sometimes.
Incidentally, this was the B&B was that cemented my dislike of B&Bs. I’d always disliked the feeling of staying in someone else’s home, but the gentleman running this place took such pains to point out – at great length – all the valuable antiques in the room (including the chair in this picture) that I spent the entire stay too terrified to relax in my room in case I broke something. Still, at least they made for a nice picture!