Sunny Sunday Afternoon

Parked the car at a tiny fishing port as the setting off point for our daily walk along the shore.  A voice called, "Bonjour monsieur, vous êtes perdu?" A frenchman in a giant camping car had spotted our French registration.  Turned out he was from Brittany, and he and his wife had sold everything to buy their camper van and tour Europe.  He said they had found difficulty at first adjusting to the radically reduced living space.  However, he said peace was maintained because he always had the last word in any discussion with his wife - "Oui, cherie."