Did they know when they bought their house that the neighboring farmer would pass their windows before daybreak with his noisy tractor?
That the strident intonations of cockcrow would follow it for a few minutes?
And that the cow breeder placed his manure in the corner of his plot, adjoining theirs, diffusing its poignant smell at the slightest gust of wind?
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Our neighbor summoned health experts, who came with their three white vans, from Rouen, three quarters of an hour away.
He claimed that the water of the river flowing below was polluted by the dung of my horses
, says an owner of an equestrian center near Fécamp (76)
.
I saw them one morning arrive, pipette in hand, at the end of my field.
They immediately understood that it was a conflict between us, and that our neighbor wanted to force me to close my pony club, which disturbs its comfort.
They didn't even take a sample and left...
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