My favourite fleamarket in the South, sous les platanes, takes place once a year in a small village au cul du loup. So far as I can remember I have always been, mostly with my mum & we foud, everytime, some gorgeous stuff. I giggled when I spotted the Bon Marché box & the small Eiffel Towers. I laughed too when I saw a table with everything ready for l'apéro...
