This should be pretty easy. Where is this? (The file name is a trick.)
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Yes, I've been there. While not close to home, it's about 90 minutes away. It was built as a guard post around 1750 (at least that's what is said) so it belongs one or another Ministry probably Culture or may beDefense. Hence no one lives there.

It might be open in summer for tourism purpose.

spiral jetty north of the Great Salt Lake in Utah ?

well done!

OK.. My turn now. Shouldn't be too difficult

Calvaire de l'enclos paroissial de Sainte-Marie-du-Ménez-Hom en Bretagne.

Wrong answer... but you're not that far.

1 rue Jean Fournier, 29200 Plougastel Daoulas, France

(Edit: Here's the place.)

That's my mother birth town. I, too, lived there from age 4 to 21.

Nice place!

Now, Gun.
I spent half a term in a French village within the shadow of the Puy de Dome.
The village proper was on a hill.
I was boarded in the new houses further down, where young boys buzzed about on farty little bikes, without helmets.

You paid two different prices when buying a soft drink depending on whether you would be returning the bottle or not.
The lady in the boulangerie/ patisserie spoke good English and called in half the street to hear it. They were very kind to me.
There was an abandoned vineyard close to the cetre of the village, also a fountain in the main square.

It was 30-40 miles outside of Clemont Ferrand, although I can't be sure as all the signs were in km's. As was the milometer :)

Also the school served a block of truly revolting cheese every day with the set lunch.
I mean I was picky then, so I didn't appreciate the main course - which I might like now. But I thought at least I'd have the bread and cheese. GRIM! It was hard and tastless, apart from a vague flavour of old socks. Who knows - I might regard it as a delicacy now.

Where is it?

Not serious of course.
I just can't remember the name.
Now that we have Google Earth I'd love to look at the place again. I was desperately unhappy at the time, but even then I acknowledged that it was gorgeous. My diary was full of descriptions of the Autumn fields and walls, the village of old stone on its hill and the views.

And how how I fancied G- R- and was terrified he would snog someone else before I got back.

[Aside] He didn't, but we didn't get back together. He dated a teen model next. Seems he liked skinny girls with small tits (mine were finally growing by then)
He came out when he was at Uni.

Where?
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Ball's Pyramid, Australia?

:) yep!

I got it from googling 'big giant rock in the ocean' :)