We had lunch (well, a beer and sandwich, anyway) in the town. All very 1950s and 1960's architecture, a touch of 'The Prisoner' about it even.
Not much more to say, better that you have a look at the official Abbeville website if you want more information, and you can do so by clicking here
Imagine the situation, two French farmer pals are discussing the immediate problem one of them is experiencing - he has discovered water all over the floor of his extension, but where from?:
'Well if you have no leaks to your pipes then it sounds like your roof is to blame to me, Jacques. I mean, just look at the state it is in!'
'I know it is bad. You really think it is causing the problem?'
'Almost certainement - have you ever checked your roof?'
'I must admit that I have not. You think I should? Will that make a difference?'
'Well, if you think it is your roof, then you really need to check it!'
'You are absolument right. I will do it straight away. I can stand this no more.'
The next week the pals meet up again.
'How are you Jacques, and how is that roof of yours?'
'A fat waste of time, that was, Pierre. I checked the roof as you said, the work took me some time, but still I have the leak.'
'How can that be if you did what I said and carried out the work, surely the leak has gone?'
'Well it hasn't! You make me out to be the idiot, eh , Pierre?'
'Non, non. non. Tell me what it was you did exactement?'
'Well, first I made sure I had the paint. Luckily I had some green and some red, just right. Then I made sure it was a dry day, and I painted very nice squares of red and green alternatement over my roof. Next time it rained, the water still came in. So much for checking my roof - apart from covering the rust, painting those squares all over it did no good at all - and I didn't really want checks all over it anyway!'
Luckily for everyone, we arrived at Behens - even better than the picture!
