Last night I couldn`t sleep for thinking about it, and so today we went off, in the rain, with our camera. We arrived and tried to get through a crumbling old gate which came off in my hands (!) which Mark had to lift it back into place just as three huge dogs dashed over from inside the garden barking loudly!
We realised that someone was living on the courtyard in front of the building so followed the road around until we found a small driveway marked "PRIVEE".
Undeterred we left the car and walked into the yard to be met by the same huge dogs who happened, fortunately to be friendly - and a charming farmer in overalls. We asked permission to photograph the place and he agreed telling us that he lived in the farmhouse on the courtyard. He had inherited the all of the buildings from his father , who had in turn had inherited them from his father and so it had been passed down through the generations.
So, with permission granted. out came the camera and I will show you the photographs just as this delicious old building unfolded it`s charms.
Starting with the view from the road when we slammed on the brakes!! Click on the photographs to enlarge them ( a double click will go really close in!)
The side view on the drive where we asked the farmer for permission to proceed.......
And then.....what I was waiting for......the front view.......
................absolutely enchanting you have to agree? Just look at the faux bois rails that flank the stone steps.
Whilst I stood talking to the farmer Mark did some shots of some of the gorgeous features. The farmer told me it was built in the 1500s and no one had lived there since the early 1900s. Sadly, he cannot afford to restore it and it will stay empty and slowly decaying. As we spoke I was willing him to ask me if I wanted to peek inside, and yes, it is true that my friends say I can get where water wouldn`t! But sadly, this time I failed and the invitation didn`t come. I figured I had already pushed my luck enough intruding into the farmer`s day so didn`t ask!
So I will console myself with.....................
.....Divine Oeil de boeuf zinc windows and that sweet little bell...............
...........................pointy roofs, zinc finials...tall stone chimnies and tiny windows.........
A turret that the farmer tells me houses a twisting stone staircase.
This is the only place I would ever consider selling our beloved chateau for and I never thought I would ever say that!!
But, it is not for sale and it will remain standing proud like an old Dame and hopefully in the same family for more generations. Perhaps the next generation will be able to afford to save it? I do hope so.
But......................now I am desperate to see inside and I may burst if I cannot peer in , even if the floor is unsafe I could peer in through the doorway or a window?
The only inhabitants are the white barn owls...............I need to grow wings!!!