The Property

Folklore has it that the chateau was owned by a French builder, who had originally bought it as a gift for his daughter. Whenever his team of artisans were between jobs, they would drop back onto the property to undertake projects. Sadly father fell out with daughter, and the project rather became a white elephant. When we bought it the chateau itself was in excellent structural but the start he had made on bathrooms all had to be undone.

The Coach House

The Coach House was a ruin, from mud floor to rotten roof. It was the perfect blank canvass where only the walls were kept.

The Grounds

Whilst the garden was “a la Francaise”, the wider park was fabulous and we now enjoy generations’ worth of planting of fabulous trees. It has taken plenty of painstaking are to convert the jardin francais to “Anglais” – and the irrigation system ensures that we enjoy a lovely green lawn, bordered to plenty of colour and the wildlife that this attracts, all year round.