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            Useful links:

 

Cycling in Normandy- 

Tips for cycling holidays in Normandy – Normandy Tourism, France (normandie-tourisme.fr)- 

French transalation- 

DeepL Traduction – DeepL Translate : le meilleur traducteur au monde

Properties in France - 

Fosse Septics - 


Chablis - 




Gyms in France - 



Sloe gin- 




Bagnoles -



English greeting cards  in Normandy- 

www.cymcards.com

English florist in Normandy  -

www.blossomwithlaura.com

English garden centre in Normandy - 

www.englishgardenplants.com

Christmas trees in Normandy -

www.les-sapins-boul.com

Online magazines -

www.readly.com

Jams and preserves -


Bayeux  Tapestry- 

www.bayeuxmuseum.com 

Bouchara stores- 

www.bouchara.com 

Casino Bagnoles  -


Normandy Biscuits -





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