In the Norman bocage, on the border of Eure and Eure-et-Loir, farmers, traders and local residents are seeing completely new measures imposed on them. “Here, we don’t experience pressure.
We drink it,” warns a sign. ‘Every job deserves its beer,’ chants another. The official document describes the new protections for the water that flows here, and which has the particularity of supplying... Parisians, 130 km away!