A trip to Rochefort-en-Terre

Last Sunday, we consulted our maps & set co-ordinates for Rochefort-en-Terre 56220, and set off in torrential rain to find this beautiful medieval village in the middle of nowhere.

If you have never been to Rochefort – you really should make the effort to visit it twice – once in the summer, and once at Christmas, as it is famous for its Christmas lights.


The plan was to sing in the garden of Le Tour de Lion http://www.latourdulion.com/  but it was clear from the start that this was going to be impossible – so a quick change of plan found us squeezed into Le Café Breton next door, where the lovely Eva supplied the crew with food & drinks.


Inside Le Café Breton, there are antiques & interesting objects & nooks & crannies – and if there is time –  Eva will tell you the fascinating history of the buildings & paintings.





Anyway – I think we pleased the public – here are some reviews of the café I found on Trip Advisor, written on 28/7/15 & 26/7/15

5 stars : Nous sommes arrivés dans rochefort sous la pluie, dans l’heure du repas, la rue était déserte et l’ambiance, comme le temps était un peu froide.
Nous cherchions donc un endroit où manger, et au moment où nous nous arrêtons devant cette crêperie, des gens sortent, la porte s’ouvre, et de là provient une ambiance incroyable qui nous invite à découvrir l’intérieur. Et nous n’avons pas été déçu.
Des crêpes bretonnes très savoureuses et copieuses, et un concert de chants marin en anglais pour accompagner le repas.
Un moment inoubliable.

4 Stars:Nous sommes venus en famille et avons passé un très bon moment. Nous avons découvert ce restaurant recommandé par le Géoguide. Galettes et crêpes très bonnes, cadre authentique mais sympathique, nous avons eu la chance de manger avec un petit « concert » de chanteurs ce qui était très agréable, même si un peu fort au début. Service au top.
Ooops – sorry if we were a bit loud!
We sold several CDs and chatted with people from Spain, the UK & other parts of France.
Hopefully we’ll go back when the sun is shining one day – and sing in the garden as arranged. And have another one of Eva’s delicious crêpes.

Bieuzy les Eaux / Kerfourn 12 juillet 2015

Place: Bieuzy les Eaux; a quiet little village near the river Blavet.

Event: Local market

Position: next to the church.  Time: 10.30am Weather: Warm & sunny.

Musicians on board: Dave on accordeon, Anwyl on whistles.

Copy of DSC_0616Singers present: Left to right: New Boy in training; Mick; Ian; Martyn.

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Copy of DSC_0584All organised by: local teenager, Alice.


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Copy of DSC_0563* Photos 1,2,3,5 & 6 courtesy of Simon Davies.

Then, everyone jumped in their cars & a convoy rushed off to Kerfourn, where we sang the same songs all over again.

Event: Charity Lunch; all proceeds to the Nepal Earthquake Fund.

I believe that more than one thousand euros were raised. Well done to everyone who worked so hard in the kitchen, and glad we were able to help out in some small way.


Chanti rocks Moréac.

The day before the fête, we received a phone call to say that our emplacement had changed. We would be on a remorque opposite the Mairie.


Being flexible, with a Yes We Can attitude, we took it in our stride, passed on the message to the crew and rocked up to Moréac on a lovely warm evening.

The first thing I noticed about the trailer was the smell. I wondered if it had been used that morning for muck – spreading. It had been hosed down of course, but there was an interesting odeur which lingered.


The second thing was the fact that there was no method of getting on to it. Someone had come by & promised to bring back some steps – but he disappeared & was never seen again.

Now the thing doesn’t look too high on the photos, but it came to shoulder height for the smaller members of Chanti. The only way up was via the metal rod which attached the trailer to a tractor. Triangular shaped, wide at the trailer end & narrowing down to a small ring which would go over the tractor’s hook.

It was not appropriate for any of us to get on or off the trailer by this method. One of our members is 70 years old! I have no idea in what terms a Health & Safety Officer would describe it – so let’s just say it was a tad dangerous!

Once on the damn thing – there was just a small lip all round to indicate that we might be in danger of falling off.

But there we are – all plugged in & ready to go. Let the singing commence!


A story of outrage,  scandal, and hanky-panky!

A fun first set, then Chanti-Rock turned to Chanti-Pirate Metal for one song. Thank you Chanti-crew, for indulging Luke et moi!


Uncle Les & Aunty Shirley bought the Cadet his very own telescope!

Towards the end of the first set, I noticed a man talking to our photographer. He’d been watching us closely for quite a while. Apparently the conversation went something like this – but in French:

Man : « Who are they? They’re very good. I go to lots of music festivals & they are the best group I’ve seen for a long time. Really original. »

Ricky: « They’re called ‘Chantimor’, they sing 19th century sea shanties. Sometimes with an accordion & whistles, sometimes with an electric guitar. »

Man :« They have a great sound! Do you have a card, or any publicity? » Our flyer is handed over. « That’s fantastic. Where do they play? »

Ricky: « Anywhere; bars, fêtes, markets… »

« Do they do private events such as weddings? » Why not. « Do they do Christenings? » Mmm, maybe.

« And do they do enterrements? » (Funerals)

Words fail Ricky at this point, so : « Bonne Soirée »


Chanti-Rock, Messing about in Moréac.

Back for a second set, neatly avoiding the roving carnival drummers and giants, which I have to say were both brilliant.




The moon came out, and we kept on singing.

Finally, after scoffing grilled sausages & chips, & quaffing free beer, all courtesy of the very generous music festival commitee, we all went home. Except Shirley, who couldn’t get down. She’s still there, in fact … waiting for some bloke to come back with the steps. 😉