You will note that this, shall we say undistinguished, building, which is just across the road from us, has a rather fine roof. All due to the great storm of 97, or was it 98?
No matter, the point is that we have a roof that deserves to be similarly replaced by a generous storm insurance payout but while we wait for that deliverance we have to keep applying patches.

Two or three years ago a M. Fruchou redid some of the internal wooden structure, replaced the ridge tiles together with a number of other tiles (some are visible in the picture) and applied other bits of builder’s bluffery with the aim of improving the overall watertightness of the roof.

Last year we decided to put a double-skinned tube in the chimney. Up till then we had apparently been in danger of burning the place down and falling foul of French building law. I’m not sure which carries the greater penalty. It seemed a good idea to add a bit of waterproofing around the chimney at the same time. We called on M. Fruchou but I think he got the idea that we weren’t totally satisfied with the results of his earlier work (true but not critical). Despite declaring that he would come and size up the job he never made it. Fortuitously we came across an English builder, Dave. He did the job and assured us that despite not having put flashing round the chimney (he had a reason but I can’t recall it) we were shipshape and watertight for a good three years.

Just before I went off to the Riviera it rained a lot and I went up into the roof to see what was what.
Well the picture shows clearly what was not watertight at all. I called Dave immediately but he had left the country. I suspect a love affair gone wrong but didn’t dare ask his mum-in-law for details. M. Fruchou may not have left the country but seems to have abandoned his business. His mobile number is now someone else’s and his fixed line has been temporarily out of service every time I’ve dialled it.

We don’t count our chickens till they are hatched but the French around here are even more circumspect. They don’t count the eggs while they are still in the chicken’s arse. So I don’t want to declare success too soon but the man who put Velux windows in for us some years ago says he can fix it and what’s more that he’ll do it soon. Stay tuned to find out.