This is the story of Mr. Chaume and his house. A house that was sold in the 1970s to my stepfather but the notarial act stipulated that Mr. Chaume,the seller, could stay in the house for free until his death. In the meantime, the buyer would not...
From the outside, this unoccupied house has rather good-looking. The roof does not leak, it is relatively straight and the turf is maintained. The owner is also building a house a stone's throw away from there. Abandoned by her daughter who lived in the house 10 years ago, it is now crowded with a thousand things, which means that circulate inside is rather difficult. And at your own risk, too. The floor is so flabby that your feet reinforce.. Not safe at all!
The boxes are stacked from floor to ceiling and it leads us to believe that it is only a matter of time before the soil collapse under the weight of those memories that are likely to end up in the trash. I did also not risk myself in some parts of the house, clearly seeing that an empty space of few inches between the floor and the wall seemed a good indicator that my foot had a good chance to go through the carpet if I was going there...
However, this house is not devoid of interest. Formerly, it was home to a small post office in the early twentieth century. Moreover, we find a few traces here and there: a few inscriptions on the walls, a space at the entrance having already hosted a mailbox and a remaining postal outlet.
Still, we guess that the future of this house is doomed at worst. The abandoned houses abound in the Gaspésie and the latter being located on a huge lot is likely to make way for a newer construction...
This is the story of Mr. Chaume and his house. A house that was sold in the 1970s to my stepfather but the notarial act stipulated that Mr. Chaume,the seller, could stay in the house for free until his death. In the meantime, the buyer would not...
The monastery was built at the beginning of the 20th century. Situated on a mountainside so as to offer occupants a breathtaking view of the area that extends to their feet, the site is still 100 years later of great beauty. Three floors high,...
It had already been a while since I dreamed of go to this house. Not that it showed a great interest from the street, but because it was so far away from the street that I saw this beauty more misterious than the others. In short, we courted each...
Built in 1923 by Helen Johnston, widow of William Watson Ogilvie, the mansion incorporates all the components required by the old bourgeoisie. It must be said that her husband William W. Ogilvie had made a fortune in the grain trade, and when he...