On Thursday morning we left early, not even sure that anyone else would be there. The meeting was being held at the office of the vendor’s notaire, about half an hour away. Waiting outside, I felt sick with nerves. Bang on 9 o’clock, Maître G, Chris and Gérard all arrived and we were shown into … Continue reading Coming out the other side
Only two weeks to go until we jump on that ferry and drive down to La Tourelle for the last time; two weeks before signing those magic papers and handing over the keys to our buyer and picking up the keys for our gorgeous mill. Or so we thought until yesterday. Although the notaire had warned us … Continue reading In SAFER hands?
They say that moving house is up there with death and divorce in the stress rankings and while no one I know has yet popped their clogs there has been plenty of house-move stress and marital disharmony. Not between me and Colin I hasten to add. On Tuesday afternoon we turned up as planned at … Continue reading Compromis de vente
“Sorry to call you so early…but were you under the impression, as I was, that you were due to sign the compromis for the mill next week?” My heart sank as I listened to our agent telling me that he had been trying to talk to the notaire that morning, but that she and her … Continue reading France – closed for August
WHAT!!?? I was in shock - utter disbelief. How could they? What were they thinking! I really hadn't expected the Leave Campaign to win the referendum on whether or not Britain should pull out of the European Union. I'd been blithely reassuring our friends in France that the British would never vote to leave - we … Continue reading A ‘once in a generation decision’