This is the story of a house, the birthplace of a large family of farmers, whose children left to go to the city. For years, it has stood as a rallying point for brothers, sisters, children and grandchildren on the occasion of post-hunting mealtimes, family celebrations or for the only sake of gathering together. Time went by, the oldest ones left and, slowly but steadily, the shutters of the house remained closed. The original farm was split according to inheritances, and in the end, only the main home building rested within the family bosom.
In 2011, after spending years in Paris and Brussels, Thomas and François decided to settle down in Limans and, with the support of the family, they started restoring the old house with a view to filling it again with stories, books, music and to opening it again to family members, friends and travelers.
They emptied the house out, re-allocated and refurbished the bedrooms to give them space and light, trying not to betray the original pleasure one had once to stay there. Simple showers and small washbowls were installed in every room, as a tribute to the way others once lived in here, freshening up using ceramic jugs and basins.
All rooms are equipped with modern, orthopaedic-quality, queen-size beds, for nights to be the best, except one offering twin beds. Yet, the house remains genuine, as suggest its ancient doors which hinges are heavily sealed in the thick walls masonry.
As years go by, the restoration of this old lay keeps going on. Thomas and François are now hosting friends and travelers with whom they continue to share the story on the occasion of a breakfast, by the dining room stove when cold outside or under the star-spangled sky of the arbour during summer.