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| Before local friends came to our rescue. |
The renovations to My French Folly have been a farce. My Man on the Ground, an Englishman, and his "company" resemble something from a slap stick Laurel and Hardy movie, instead of the slick professional crew that they claim to be. Unfortunately I'm not laughing.
It appears that this husband and wife team exploit the fact that many overseas buyers of property in France aren't on site, can't effectively speak the language or don't understand the French building rules and regulations. Their ability to look clients in the eye and repeatedly lie without flinching, is deserving of an Academy Award.
Embarrassingly, I am one of many people who have been taken for a ride. After the damage was done to My French Folly at the hands of this charlatan and his wife, I read that he was taken to court, but suffered no loss for his wrong doings, as the rogue had arranged his finances so he was penniless. Despite the court proceedings, inexplicably in a country renowned for its officialdom, this English couple are still running the same business, flouting the law and managing to scramble up the proverbial drainpipe with well orchestrated, emotive excuses when their clients become suspicious.
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Work is now in progress. Mr R is making our
shutters and a French stonemason (one of our
local guardian angels) has commenced
repairing the stone work. The new external
stairs were a welcomed surprise when we
arrived last summer.
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| Stairs being rebuilt last year by one of our friends - a true French artisan. |
With generous support from the local community, we are now working with talented French artisans to rectify the myriad of problems à ma maison, albeit slowly.
There has been a temporary lull in my quest to make this couple of scoundrels accountable for their actions due to the unfortunate events of 2013, but the chase is not over………..
