"Marchmont in Paris?"

I was speaking to my aunt today (what is it with me catching up with people I haven't spoken to or seen in a long time recently?) who asked me where I was. I said sitting outside a cafe in Marchmont. Her response was 'Marchmont in Paris?'

I can only guess at what she was thinking but it made me laugh at the time and laugh even more when I realised the name of the cafe we were sitting at. I took this picture when we left. For the rest of my life Marchmont will always be an undiscovered part of France.