Ecology, parenting, work… In this series,
Le Figaro
tells and deciphers the subjects that divide different generations of French people.
The building is beautiful.
The sun floods the white stone and red tiles.
Here and there climbing plants have made their way in and are greening the facade.
But the paint is peeling and the window shutters are somewhat decrepit.
Philippe* is nevertheless very proud of it, almost moved by sharing the photo of what he calls “The Parliament
”,
because it was once the place where local notables gathered.
This holiday home, located in Bas Berry, has been in his family for almost two centuries.
It is therefore a place where everything is mixed: its past, its heritage, but also its memories and those of its ancestors.
“There are a lot of family layers, right up to the attic
,” describes the 71-year-old man in a melancholic voice.
Melancholy because this story may end soon.
His three sons, aged 35 to 42, no longer set foot there, or only on rare occasions.
It must be said that the road would be long: the first lives in Paris, the second in London…
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