I drew a blank

12th December 2017 |

Remember this? Three weeks ago I was on my way to see the Mayor about getting murals up on the wall. Plenty of you thought it was a fine idea. some of you even offered to paint them. And then you probably thought I’d forgotten all about it.

Not at all. The Mayor, Monsieur Bernardi, was in Paris at a congress of mayors from all across France – there are thousands of them – and when he got back he was very busy catching up, but this morning he asked me to come along. And of course he likes the idea. Nothing would please him more, but . . .

The house that burned and was demolished by the commune, even though it is a non-existent virtual house, still belongs to the previous owners. That is to say the ground on which it stood, and the walls where I want to see those murals, still belong to someone. And because that someone was uninsured, and has understandably paid no fees or taxes for years, the actual ownership is rather complex and probably resides with a bank. And so, regrettably, the Mayor is unable to authorise the project until the village eventually acquires the property, which it hopes to do some day . . .

However, it occurs to me now that since he did have authority to paint the walls a lovely cream colour, why could he not authorise another coat of paint that might just happen to be multi-coloured? I shall send him a note. Don’t hold your breath . . .

I did also, as an afterthought, raise the matter of the vanished “epicerie” – or grocer – and once again he was as dismayed as we all are but, once again, there were legal consequences to it’s disappearance which must be dealt with before an effort can be made to encourage someone else to take it on. But there is hope. It is not uncommon for communes to provide help to bring commerce into the village. Alas, I am no grocer. But I’ve got my fingers all knotted up.