Posted on May 8, 2020
When we bought our French house (aka ‘Brokedown Palace’), this is the state that the barn was in. Those bales of rotting hay were all that were holding up not only the roof (such as it was), but pretty much the entire edifice. Since part of the bâtiment belongs to our neighbour, getting it fixed was something of a priority. It cost about as much as we originally paid for the house and land in the first place.
And that was just the tip of the iceberg…
Posted on May 10, 2019
Cee wants to see photos of chutes or ladders for her Black & White Challenge this week.
This image is a view of the rear elevation of our house in France, just after we bought it. No, I’m not sure what we were thinking either.
On the other hand, you can see why the project’s working title was ‘Brokedown Palace’. The rickety ladder on the left was, at that time, the only means of access to what is now our bedroom. To be fair, we have spruced it up a bit in the intervening years.
Posted on April 22, 2016
This little turn-off from the rue that runs through the little hamlet we call Tranquility Base is probably my favourite stretch of road in the world. That’s our house – Brokedown Palace – at the end of it.
And that’s why.
Posted on November 3, 2014
Almost ten years ago, we bought a ruin – and I do mean a ruin – in rural France as a retirement home.
There was rather a lot of renovation involved, as you can see from these ‘before and after’ photographs, but it was well worth it, as I’ve written about here.
And we still call it Brokedown Palace.