And this is the correct way to spell the name of our new village, accents all correctly in place.

We have just spent a week of glorious sunshine in the Languedoc close to our new house.
We havn’t plucked up the courage to live there yet but have been trying to bring that date closer.

We did manage to find the spot called “Le Pech”(the word pech is Languedocien for little hill) which we can see from our terrace.

We were anxious to get a view of the house as we are so closely encroached by other village houses that it is impossible to see the back from close by.

This is the village from the Pech

And using the miracles of modern technology this is our house, to the left of the shot of the whole village and in the centre of the close up.

This has given us several surprises.
The fact that the roof undulates gracefully should be perhaps cause for concern
but our main surprise is that there appears to be an extension on the roof which is the reason why the attic rooms are so high and bright.

The house seems both tattier and nicer than I expected.
It has certainly been neglected for several years, the garden is very overgrown
but was once obviously planted with great care, the tree could be, we think, an Indian Lilac. If it is we should have a marvellous display of blossoms in spring and early summer.
This is going to make it very hard to cut it down to make a pool!

Our extra cellar, which we discovered we owned only after purchase, is we think a stable or byre, not tall enough for housing horses but maybe suitable for oxen which would have been the beasts of burden commenly used here.

It is in rough condition inside so I will have to modify my sales discription to include; “in need of modernisation”.

As yet we have no real evidence of the age of the house, the 1923 date at the front was obviously when it was modernised, which is shortly after the date it became a presbytery, when the original presbytery became a school for girls.
The details of the features inside are very pleasing.
I am particularly taken by some of the doors, made for the days when the house was lived in by people of some taste.

The little features of hinges and hasps of doors shutters are the most beautiful shapes.

My feeling is that they are not all that uncommon in France.

And peeling back the carpet in one of the bedrooms has revealed some stunning ceramic tiles.