My first experience of one of these people was back in 1993 when we were buying the first neighbouring parcelle of land to our newly acquired house.
He seemed friendly and competant and chatted pleasantly while doing his work. But he never sent a bill. 6 months later I called in to his office, brought it to his attention and offered to pay on the spot. He waved me away saying wait ‘till the bill comes before you pay.’
32 years later I am still waiting for that bill. ![]()
Fast forward to now and his successor in that office was engaged by me to put in the 4 corner bornes of the next small forested extension. The date and time set for this was yesterday at 14H30. He turned up with an assistant and the Maire and another friend arrived as both own adjacent properties (well the Commune not the Maire himself).
Immediately this bloke started mumbling about missing documents so I was sent into the house to fetch all the relative deeds etc… He studied these for some time but was not satisfied and, though the official mission had come to an end the 2 of them still wandered about the place carrying a billhook to clear adjoining vegetation. The owner of that was not bothered because it was mine not hers, I had deliberately put my fences half a metre inside my property to avoid damaging an ancient wall.
This continued and explanation was difficult to collect. Finally after 2 hours they declared that they couldn’t do the job that day because it involved calculations made by the other bloke now long deceased I suppose. I couldn’t understand what a parcelle and its dimensions had anything to do with a quite separate one apart from the fact that I owned them all, and he couldn’t make a decent case to enlighten me. Not Cathie the neighbouring friend and owner, nor the Maire who of course is responsible to the 2 sides adjoining the Commune land.
Eventually they said they would have to go away and come back when all the relevant documents were available. Won’t be long they said but when pressed, ‘only 2 or 3 weeks.’ ![]()
I have been waiting so long for this and had the fencers ready to go within a couple of days. I was really angry though didn’t explode (remembering my return that very day from a heart attack) and, I thought that was that.
An hour later I was in the kitchen catching up on emails etc and I heard voices through the open window. It was the bloody Geomet moron measuring the height of my house.
. When questioned he said that the previous bloke had measured it so he had to too. It was a good job that I was speechless because otherwise he would have received a very good dose of Anglo-Saxon language.
I have agreed with the fencer, who I told everything to, and he is going to start work on Monday and I have agreed with him if someone wants to protest the accuracy later I will pay him to relocate the posts and fence by the few centimetres it might be out.
2 of the 4 sides of the parcelle are shared with the Commune and the Maire and I are agreed with their position. On both sides there are very old stone boundary markers and on one of them is a ancient wall between my land and a sunken ancient chemin rurale, so no doubts there especially as I intend to put both inside the boundary stone and the wall in order to protect against future dogs pushing/digging their way out. On the 3rd side a very small bit of it is Cathie’s and I will inform her of my intention but we already agreed the line between us, and the rest of that side adjoins a forest that I was nearly allowed to buy (but for fillial objections) a year or so ago from the owner, now deceased, who lived in Paris. So if any objections are raised it will only be by that son. The 4th side adjoins my land and I definitely agree and will not object. ![]()
Not sure of the legality of this but as almost all the new fences will be inside my land I think I have a good case.
Anybody agree/disagree? ![]()