Montreuil-sur-Mer, Pas-de-Calais – August 2014

In 1837 Victor Hugo stopped for lunch in Montreuil-sur-Mer. He came away with a bad case of indigestion, and memories of a lovely afternoon, that he called on twenty five years later when he wrote ‘Les Misérables’.

We had a lovely morning there, no indigestion, and who knows, in twenty five years I may write a novel.

Like at Rye, there’s been a build up of silt, and Montreuil is no longer sur-Mer.

Victor Hugo wasn’t the only visitor, Lawrence Sterne visited the town, and saw it through the eyes of his narrator in ‘A Sentimental Journey through France and Italy’.

Montreuil was the head quarters of the British Army during the WWI. The war cemetery at nearby Étaples contains 10,771 Commonwealth war graves.

It’s a lovely place to wander round…I was taken by this double decker organ…

…a mini-Villandry window box…

…a pig that’s all together too happy to be in a pork butcher…

…and a friendly cat.

Vauban built the ramparts in the 17th C, and they’re a lovely walk.

It appears that the town is home to some giant rabbits!