In the 16th century King Henry IV of France stayed in the village of St Germain and was welcomed by so many handsome female wellwishers that he ordered the village be renamed St-Germain-Les-Belles-Filles. Somehow the “Filles” (ladies) bit has dropped off, so it’s now just “St Germain the Beautiful”. We certainly got a beautiful pitch in the campsite right by the lake.
The village itself looks solid. The old lock-up looks like
it could safely house the Kray twins.
But there are some pretty buildings like the
bakery/newsagents.
Grocery shopping needs the supermarkets of the nearest town,
Uzerche, but we have a look around first. The old town is built on a rocky
pinnacle in a loop of the river. The way up is impressive.
After coffee and a croissant, we entered the old town
through the fairy-tale gatehouse.
At the centre is another massive church, oddly next to a modern, very ordinary house
More old buildings as we strolled through the streets. This is
the 14th century tower of the Black Prince. The plaque didn’t say if
it was built by our Black Prince, the son of Edward III, as the date is right
and he did lead armies to conquer parts of France including this area. But
maybe you’d just play down a defeat.
We saw lots more of these fairy-tale roofs and buildings,
e.g.as in the next two photos.
Now we’re back down to river level, so here’s the river, the
Vezere, that almost encircles the old town.
We looked over to the opposite bank and saw that the old houses
there, although not so ancient, were of fairy-tale quality. One asks oneself -
how many overhangs could they build upwards before it all comes crashing down
into the river?
These old places have a timeless harmony that we struggle to
achieve with modern towns, but future generations will surely be drooling over
our windfarms, electricity pylons and new towns that we find so depressing. So
hang on in there Corby and Stevenage!
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