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Mummy Dearest

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In today’s episode of Sundays at the Shat-a-loo, Stephanie and the Gang take us to a cathedral. Strap on your seatbelts and grab your masks tattlers, we’re going to Bourges!

Before we start out on our journey, we are greeted by Stefanny, donned in a bold pink lipstick from The Bedroom Trim collection from Revlon. Today she will be playing the role of ‘pretentious tour guide’. We jaunt into the kitchen where meet up with Nutty and Philip dressed for their roles as ‘the ladies in waiting’. They compare their costume choices, black, white, and tartan. Can you believe that Nutty and Staphy never wear black?! Yeah, me either. Enough about the dress code, where’s Marie? Surely she’ll be joining along for the field trip. Off we go to gather Marie...

We find Marie at the entrance of the old floral studio. She obviously didn’t get the memo about the dress code. In an act of defiance, Marie has decided not venture off with the others and stays behind. Stuffy throws a casual insult Marie’s way, “Marie, you weasel!”. Marie, either blinded by the sunlight, or perhaps holding back tears after being insulted by the Lady of LaLande, confesses that she has too much work to do to go on frivolous outings. She invites us inside her ‘business’ where her flowers are laid out on the table. Marie explains that she was gifted 4 boxes of flowers from a mysterious stranger. How nice that they sent her toys to play with. Marie bids us farewell, but the look in her eyes says, “I hope you choke on a croissant.”

Off we go on a Sunday drive through quaint French villages as we are serenaded by copyright free piano music. We’ve made it to Bourges and stop to take in the scenery of landscaped trees and buildings while walking down to street, the cathedral in the distance. The suspense is building and we finally make it! Stiffany, entranced by the magnificent beast of a building, ponders life great mysteries, “how do they build such things?” Give her minute, she hasn’t grabbed the cathedral history pamphlet yet. As Stephaneee goes over her lines, we walk down the most quaint, idyllic little street, up to the back of the cathedral. It wouldn’t be a Steph tour guide video without getting lost on the way to the entrance. We ascend up a stone staircase, through a courtyard of pruned trees to the gothic cathedral.

The moment you’ve waited for has finally arrived. It’s time to begin the tour. Stephaknee, equipped with her Wikipedia print outs and cathedral history pamphlet begins. She has finally found the front of the building and begins describing the facade and the history. The camera pans up and down over the stone work. I’m desperately trying to be interested, but truth be told, I‘m bored to tears. Screw it, I’m skipping ahead to the interior and I’m taking you with me...

The tour commences inside with Stiffanee having a transcendent experience as she describes the interior. She continues spouting facts about the building of the cathedral. Insert b-roll footage of cathedral and angelic music. Cue Philip amazed by a chandelier and snorting over the size. We now find out the intent of trip, Stephanie is there for the windows. This video just became interesting! Is she going to smuggle stained glass out of the cathedral? Is Philip going to hide them under his hat? That must be where Nutty is hiding, she’s already removing them and stashing them in the car. My apologies to get you excited, we’re only here to gaze upon them as our tour guide reads whistfully from the pamphlet about their history. Insert more b-roll and angelic music.

Moving on to comparing this magnificent cathedral to Lalande‘s chapel, you had to know that was coming. We find ourselves admiring a clock that doesn’t work as our tour guide gives us another history lesson pulled from the pamphlet. I’m getting distracted by the fact that Nutty is still missing. Is she confessing her sins in the confessional? Is she hidden away feeding history facts to the pompous tour guide through a tiny bluetooth? Maybe she fell asleep somewhere after hearing Stephanie drone on and on, much like myself.

Cue Philip again, amazed by the organ, probably not the first organ he’s been amazed by. Philip takes is upon himself to take over the tour. Fascinated by wood, he begins talking about the ceiling.

Just when you thought this video couldn’t get more exciting, we go back outside and we’re going shopping! No, for real this time! We find Nutty, who must have gotten a jump start shopping at Zara, and meander through a little shopping district. We marvel at the mix of modern and historical buildings. Time to head into an emmaus and look around. Steph spots an old encyclopedia of decorative arts, gazes upon it while giving us yet another history lesson. Our favorite shopping addict, Philip encourages her to purchase it, as its only 25 euros. She declines over concern that she’ll never use it, and she only wants to focus on buying things they will use. The camera cuts to Steph holding an atrocious lamp for the attic bedroom, for this is a much better use of her money. Philip and Nutty try to hide their disdain for the lamp by deflecting onto the fact that it doesn’t come with an atrocious lampshade. She decides against purchasing as to not add additional clutter, I, for one, am shocked, as this has never stopped her before. We continue looking through more, um, what’s the word? Crap, we continue looking at crap.

Back into the car we go, off to another brocante, where, you guessed it, we look at more crap. We play ‘spot the clown’, ‘who’s the first to get vertigo in the book section?’, ‘find the ugliest lamp’, and ‘name that tune‘ as Philip plays Canon in D on a half working organ. Steph purchases a French cookbook, which made an appearance in the last vlog. She’s going to prove to one and all that she can, in fact, cook French cuisine. Moving on. The camera pans on to artwork, obligatory porcelain, Madame Lamballe in a picture frame along with a history lesson about her gruesome death, etc, etc.

Now you’re probably saying to yourself, “this has been such an exciting Sunday, but can we go home, please?”. Yes! We head back to Lalalande, and are informed that lockdown is over, but we have to be home before 6, which is curfew. Lockdown is over! Hurrah! Easter of Excess will commence!

This is where our journey ends. If you stayed awake for the entire history lesson, you get a round of applause! You did much better than myself. Now I must be off to make Piperade for the family, as we always celebrate Sundays at the Shat-a-loo with aperitifs and French cuisine on the terrace.
 
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Mummy Dearest

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Throw on your favorite knitted scarf from nanna, dust off your Spode and add a splash of Pepto Bismal to the Earl Grey (you’ll thank me later), It’s time for Cadeaux at the Shat-a-loo!

Stephanie would like to remind you that if you watch Cadeaux, that we, the viewers, are complicit in the exploitation of underprivledged, potential fashion students in South Africa for views and ad sense monies. (Well maybe not in so many words, but we’ll get to that later). This has been a service announcement from the High Supreme Ruler of the LaLande Philanthropist’s Society. Back to our regular programming...

We are joined by a new hostage...I mean volunteer, Jenny the Peacock Lady. She‘s there for a couple weeks to help with the gardening. Mummy must have summoned her using the ‘old bat’ signal. Stiffaknee explains why they are sitting so far apart. And guess what, it was because of that all so necessary Bourges trip, you know, the one everyone could have lived without. Does this mean I have to socially distance from my husband every time he goes to work? If so, challenge accepted! Bring on the presents Stephanee! I’m chomping at the bit to see what joy you’ll be filled with today...

Oh wait, we’re not doing that yet? No we are not. Do you remember when I said we are complicit with exploiting young students in SA if you’re a viewer of Cadeaux? Well, you’re about to find out why. Through an, ahem interesting, partnership (one based on lies, flattery, the gifting of thrice worn yellow dress, and cross promotion) between Villian-otti Fashion Institute, and Lalalande ”philanthropists” Isabel, Percy, and Stephie, (and viewers like you), a scholarship has been made using funds from Cadeaux ad sense. Funny, I don’t remember having a say in this, do you? We are introduced to a lovely young applicant, who’s life will be changed if she receives the scholarship. She’s well spoken, loves fashion, and her goal is to achieve her dreams, and would really like to take her grandmother to a buffet for meat if she’s able to be successful, as they have been living off of rice and vegetables. I’ll refer you to the video, if you’d like to watch, that’s when the Pepto Bismal will come in handy...

The lovely applicant, her grandmother, Spero, the teachers, and Percy and Isabel (on Zoom) are all in a room. They make her plead her case to the crowd this time, while recording yet again. Spero gets a surprise call from Scholarship Stephanie and she announces to the girl and her grandmother that she’s the winner. In a golden buzzer moment, confetti shoots out, (you couldn’t make this stuff up!) and her grandmother is awarded a gift voucher to buy some meat. After watching this exploitation for views, from both parties, I had an overwhelming sense of ickiness. Bonus points if you figure out which movie that line is from. When did charity become a play for views? Do you record yourself donating to a food bank? Volunteering at a shelter? Giving a homeless person change or a dollar? Of course not, because you’re not a lunatic! In the world of the YouTubes, nothing is off limits! None of this needed to be recorded, it should have been arranged privately...

After Grandma was being given the voucher for meat, we juxtapose to Nati opening a huge box of food. They flash around a bunch of sweets, all smiles, and giggles as they clutch them to their bosom. I’m feeling sick at how sociopathic this all feels. I’m going to fast forward you through the rest, because you probably feel nauseous too.

More sweets, more scarves, broken St. Joseph statue for the chapel (fixed by Philip), silicone molds of peacocks and hedgehogs. Nati sitting so close to Peacock Lady, she’s practically in her lap. I guess social distancing didn’t apply to Nati, she went MIA in the Bourges Cathedral anyway, so who cares. Nati and Peacock Lady make chocolates in the molds. Tea, biscuits, you know the drill.

Congratulations to the winner. To the rest of the dog and pony show, you can bugger right off! I’ll never watch another Cadeaux again, it was the straw that broke the camel’s back for me today. I will no longer be complicit in the Villian-otti Fashion Institute Hunger Games, sponsored by Cadeaux at the Chateau.

Now I will escort myself out to wash this filth off me, maybe watch a few cat videos, reruns of The Office and return to my happy place, I suggest you all do the same.
 
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Gibson

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Which bloody thread dingbat there’s multiple... who the flip died and made you queen ?
Alternative ways to make an entrance.
1. Attack a regular.
2. Complain loudly...I can't be bothered to read previous threads, I demand immediately you tell me everything.
3. Act condescending, try telling mods the thread should be closed.
4. Derail the thread
5.Announce a flounce.

You have managed it all. Congratulations. 💪 Sorry you don't win a dingbat.

Alternative ways to make an entrance number 2.
1. Introduce yourself, say why you're here. 2.Enjoy reading or not.
3. Take your time to familiarize yourself with the site.
4. Join in
5. Read the rules.


Now back to the Chateau
 
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Seeingitasitis

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Many thanks for arranging the vote on how many will attend the Bridgerton Party. To avoid a full scale fight breaking out, where we all point fingers and resort to calling each other mental, can we have some clarification of the rules? After all, we don't want to be accused of libel or face threats of our address being revealed if there is disagreement over the winner. Do estimates include those who refuse to appear on camera? What if they are not officially supposed to be there but we catch them hiding behind trees or catch their reflections in mirrors? Does a person with a chicken head count as a person? What if someone (Loki, insane super fan, ) turns up uninvited? What if a party of eight "friends" who know each other from a Facebook group and have each been charged 2 thousand euros by BG turn up in a van driven by a man who looks surprised that he is even there and Steph knows nothing about it? I think we just need to be clear............
 
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Mrs O

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Attention to all guests attending Lalalande for Easter celebrations.

As we are unable to leave my beautiful Chateau to shop, due to that nasty Mr Macron’s horrible Covid 19 regulations, please take note and bring the following with you. Recommend minimum of six twenty bottles of each variety per person.

Belgium: For those travelling from Belgium (or even through Belgium) - lots and lots of chocolate. Gin and mixers.

Dutch (inc Denmark /Sweden/Norway etc)
Wine, gin, chocolate and cheese (not that tasteless Edam) Do not buy the wine from those tourist supermarkets - as they only sell cheap French stuff and I’m sick of drinking cheap French supermarket wine (get the good stuff).
Danes don’t forget the bacon - lots, and lots and lots of bacon.

Germany: Wine (not that crap Riesling) gin, cheese and chocolate - sausages would be good too. Forget the sauerkraut (unless you want to eat it)

Italy: Wine, Cheese, pasta, ham, plus Panettone- I know it’s not Christmas- but with no tourists there must be loads left in the shops. Doesn’t matter if it’s a little stale because I can toast it - love it toasted with a cup of tea in bed. Plus any left over can be made into a puddings - warm it up, cover with cream and a few strawberries (if any in garden) and with everyone so pissed they’ll eat anything. (no shitty Italian chocolate though).

Portugal : Port (no Sherry - mummy’s not here) plus call in at a good supermarket and get some wine, cheese, ham etc., just use your common sense.

France: Wine (not supermarket stuff) brandy, Calvados, champagne, gin, cheese, liquors - lots!

UK: Gin, gin and more gin. Whiskey and whisky lots of both - need Irish (because although I’ve never been there, I have one of their passports) & Scottish because I was born there and Scotsman is coming. Cheese, proper mature cheddar and Cheshire, Stilton, Caerphilly, Red Leicester, Wensleydale in fact get everything. Pork pies (M&S) get loads, dying for a pork pie (sausage rolls as well) if you can acquire a cool box fill up with fish fingers and Birds Eye burgers (can’t buy those bloody things here) Gin ... did I mention gin? Tea - Tetley, PG, Typhoo and pop into F & M and get some smoked Earl Grey - several dozen tins.

Everywhere else in the world: Bring whatever you wish - as long as it includes, wine, gin, cheese, ham, liquors and decent chocolate. Plus any other delightful gifts you may wish to bring for me!

I might need someone to pick up Scotsman. Don’t know where from as yet, as it all depends on where he lands. He’s going to Dover at night (no curfew in UK), picking up a discarded dinghy and heading to France (there’s a novelty). He’s hoping to land somewhere along the Normandy coast, but he’s not too sure exact location as his granddad couldn’t give him very accurate details - 1944 is a long time ago. Anyway, when he arrives he will ring and give us a map reference or road sign or name of some bar to pick him up. Camel toe was suppose to be collecting him but he’s gone home and his mum might not let him come back!

Final instruction(s) everyone bring your own sheets and towels - I haven’t time to wash and clean up - that’s something else you will have to do before you leave. For the 28 people who came at Christmas you don’t need to bring your own sheets. You can use the same bedrooms as per Christmas because the sheets are still on those beds. For everyone else it’s first come best rooms. Late comers it will be camp beds in barn or Selmar’s camper van.

Don’t worry about bread, Marie will collect 126 baguettes every day fresh from the bakery. On the subject of bread - my darling Michael Potts I’m sorry but you will need some fresh sourdough as that idiot Nati has killed the culture you left at Christmas. (Please also bring some flour if you want to bake bread or make pizzas) thank you daarrrling!

Please remember everyone, absolutely no one must know you are coming here. I will deny all knowledge of anyone breaking lockdown rules in their country if they are caught by the police ... you’re on your own.
Looking forward to seeing you and your presents at Easter.

Your darling
Chatelaine Stephanie xx
 
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NotAChatelaine

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I am certain that the DB Debacle was born out of revenge. And spite. And jealousy. Revenge and spite directed at DB arising from the (crazed) Facebook fan page spat. Jealousy aimed at the stratospheric success being enjoyed by La Jarvis which must stick in the craw at Trotter Towers and the Rented Pile, both of which were dropped by the ETTCDIY production company and neither achieving anything like the cash stream seen at Chateau Jarvis.

Two targets, one missile.

I'm not suggesting for one second that DB's planned Grand Tour and the manner in which it seems to have been organised shouldn't be open to scrutiny and be 100% above board. However, I doubt that the "carefully worded" communique was put on Facebook out of genuine concern for anybody who might have parted with money on something which was - potentially rather than patently - less than honest.

DB's name was not mentioned ("carefully worded" - mindful of litigation) but you'd have to be pretty thick not to put 2 + 2 together. Having said that, there were some pretty thick people in the comments who questioned who the communique might refer to. As you'd expect, the protagonists of this covert mission couldn't contain themselves and the comments turned into a feeding frenzy of resentment and character assassination, the piranhas stirred up by the moderators of the page on which the "carefully worded" communique appeared).

The protagonists ended up looking pretty jolly silly. The missile they launched didn't take out the target/s as planned. They effectively shot themselves in the foot. A rather grudging retraction/explanation was issued. It was all a great misunderstanding. Comments disallowed. War over. For now.

Lalande's role in this rather pathetic power play may seem a bit tenuous. But I am absolutely certain that as far as Ma Trotter - the stage school mother, convinced of her offspring's rightful place at the top of the pile - is concerned, SJ and her success is dreadfully unfair. The stage school mother (Mercenary Matriarch) fails to realise that her son, the potential cash cow, has squandered the opportunity to amass mega bucks simply because he lacks the application and (questionable/limited) talent/s to make the most of his opportunity.

Meanwhile SJ powers on, the funds roll in. For the time being, the road to Lalande is paved with gold. But Stephanie should beware of potholes that could take the wheels off the gilded carriage.
 
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FrenchGirl123

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And another comment ! Still not deleted (all the previous ones have now mysteriously disappeared).

It seems that this latest video has (finally !) opened some eyes...

(Sorry, not able to do proper screenshots)

1 hour ago
I’ve been watching your videos since the beginning and have never commented before. As a former necessary recipient of charity, I was appalled by the video of the scholarship winner. The questions she was asked and the things she was as good as forced to say were all designed to get her to say how utterly grateful she should be that you and Villoti have pulled her out of the life of misery that was the best her family could provide but was clearly substandard to all the privileged people sitting around, deciding the gift. It made me feel slightly sick to watch it. That poor girl. You should all be ashamed. And have a bit more sensitivity. You are not the great white benefactors coming to save people. You’re just funding her through her fashion education. With other people’s generosity.
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No intention to derail. ✌

Spent the weekend at my mom and dad's country house and decided to name it Chateau de T'eniere
(how's that for a chateau name, Francophones?), after all, any house can be called a chateau. And we can have a massive Bridgerton-themed Passover party much like what Lalande is having! Imagine men in 18th-century England costumes BUT wearing yarmulke.
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I'm also starting a GoFundMe because we want a new roof. The roof is fine, we just want a new roof.
I'm starting a Patreon so we can hire my sister and pay her to stay in high school.
I'll ask people to BuyMeACoffee so I don't have to.
I will put up an Amazon wishlist. Spode....lots of them!
I will ask Dan the Gardener for advice on our garden.
I will also start calling my mom's secretary, weasel.
Thanks in advance for your support!
:ROFLMAO:;):giggle:🤪
 
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Jeeves

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Just spotted - I'm sure this won't stay there long but recorded for posterity!
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In the UK, we are not as easily damaged by the use of accents - indeed the majority of us have a regional accent of some description. We don't take ourselves quite as seriously as you appear to and we have the ability to laugh at ourselves without becoming self-righteous. Is it acceptable to have an American impersonating a Brit? We see it often enough without getting our knickers in a twist.
The episode you refer to was in relation to the use of a derogatory term. Are you seriously drawing a comparison?
In "Nati's" post, the figure of fun was SJ - a privileged British, white female and not Nati. I appreciate that American humour needs to be far more obvious but we seem to be better able to distinguish between gentle humour and overt racism.
You know what. If I have genuinely offended anyone I wholeheartedly apologise. But from the number of :ROFLMAO: & ❤ & I (y) I got from my 'Hola dis is Nati' posts led me to believe that it was taken in good fun. I have great respect for people who speak English when it is not their native tongue. In the midst of all of the outrage about the Chateaux antics sometimes it is good to have a bit of light relief which is what I thought I was doing. To be chastised by someone who calls a paid employee 'help' perhaps shows more about how they regard people from a Latin background than me. So I will stop being Nati..but hey I may become Selmar or Marie - so sue me 🤣😂
 
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vampiregirl

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Hi I’m new here found this after learning of the tour scam on FB, which is still being promoted by the way, I like/liked the CD blogs but I started to question when SJ went to Venice telling on her vlog that she stays in budget hotels and treats herself to one luxury night, instead it was one budget night and a rather long stay at one of the most expensive hotels around the Italian lakes, I thought to myself umm constantly asking for money to renovate the chateau but then spends thousands on a vacation priority all wrong, my husband watched once and said she’s a free loading player flashing the titty and the legs, I see it now. Latest I can’t believe she’s having bespoke costumes made for them all for the Easter party which might not even happen due to covid, there’s people around the world really struggling and spending this kind of money on luxury handmade costumes is so insensitive, if it’s her income from yt ads well if I was living in a cold crumbling house I would spend the money there
 
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Mummy Dearest

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Do you suppose this Sunday at the chateau was originally scheduled for last Sunday? She didn't post one. Everyone was either lamenting or saying she needed a break. Do you think it was edited to include a chapel visit?
That would explain why Marie was suddenly back in the stable studio, and the cook book time traveled to the past. After today’s vlog, I need a lobotomy. That one made my brain hurt. The pretentiousness was oozing out of every vestibule in the cathedral. She’s a pompous windbag who never should have posted this video to begin with, especially after insulting Marie, deciding to leave that in during editing, and never connecting the dots that Marie, did indeed, appear to be crying. Sorry to go off on a tangent, I know I poke fun with the recaps, but I really felt for Marie in that moment, she just looked so sad and defeated, while trying to hide her pain through a forced smile. If this is the kind of stuff SJ is willing to share, what’s the stuff that she doesn’t share. She definitely should take a break, it would give her time to screw her head back on correctly.
 
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Ian finally figured out the best way for Scotman to come down from his new apartment!
Why put stairs when you can have a slide? :ROFLMAO: ✌

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Seriously, I still can't believe how gullible people are to help finance LOTL's projects? :mad::unsure: cha-ching cha-ching

Also, I know the chateau is old, but it blows my mind how much garbage people keep in their homes. As a Manhattanite living in a 3-bedroom flat, raised by parents who live in a much bigger townhouse (but still smaller by other cities' standards), we cannot keep rubbish lying around--if it's garbage, it's got to go immediately! :unsure: :ROFLMAO: And to be honest, a lot of the stuff people send on Cadeaux at the Chateau would qualify as rubbish!

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chillijam

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I think (hope) the whole issue of treating so-called religious buildings with respect is universal, regardless of the religion, or ones personal beliefs. I am an atheist but will visit, with interest, temples, churches, shrines, druid sites, mosques etc, and respect them even though I have zero investment in the religious aspect. I certainly wouldn't ever consider whipping my kit off in one! Plenty of other places to do that if that's what tickles me. So I think it's not just about Catholics at all, it's about respecting the history and traditions of other people. Imagine going to one of the ancient libraries where one is supposed to be oh-so-quiet, and letting rip somehow. Not so cool huh? Not a religious place, but still steeped in it's own tradition, and it would be seen as disrespectful to behave inappropriately. Connect the dots. Regarding lalaland, more than enough old, dusty, ruined rooms, outbuildings or attics to get kinky in if required.
 
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Geordieboy71

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I've been reading and wanted to share a couple of things for newbies mainly.


I found tattle last year after my son's partner was constantly talking about cleaning and Mrs Hinch. I watched for a while, looked for other threads I might like too. I posted a comment similar to "why watch if you get annoyed - just turn off" and received a warning about moderating a thread. Then dipped out for what I thought was forever.

I totally misunderstand the joy that could come from this wonderful site.

Fast forward to a conversation with Nana about saint Stephanie and how she has sun shing out of her behind. Googled CD's and scam and I arrived here.

Read from thread 1 before posting.

To all the newbies. It is worth the read. It helps with getting to know the tone of the thread and the personalities of the contributors.

Nana's in hospital, not great. I'm going to be lurking for a while when I can.

Potential C19 spreading in the 💩 ooo is really pis*ing me off.
 
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arthur

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Off topic & not to offend anyone : a try to settle the 'Château or not Château' issue.
I've read some comments about it

First, it's not a -too boring ? I hope- lecture on the history of the medieval French history (if interrested, please read authors : DUMEZIL, DUBY & al..). But I'd like to see myself as a "connoiseur, an enlightened amateur" on the topic -touring many a château in France : Valley of river Loire, Ile de France : surroundings of Paris (Versailles, Chantilly, Vaux-le-Vicomte, ..)

In short :
1: castle derives from the Latin, ancient Roman language, castrum (= fortified place) then castellum (= castrum's resident) . Idem chester in Uk : old English word for a Roman fortification ;

2: manor house derives from the Latin word 'manere' = residence. (in French = manoir)

The difference between the 2 isn't obvious, clear; however the agreement states : castle and manor were managed by a local, rural, lower nobility member (not attending the Royal Court) . NB : sometimes, the purchase of administrative function give you a tittle (in exchange of money to the Treasure). In French : acheter une charge, un titre.

So a château/ a manor features a main house, outbuildings (barn stables ..) making 1 or 2 wings, a or 2 3 turrets with spiral staircase adjoining onto the house, defending moat (if flat ground).

A misuse of language leads to name any building of some importance in rural France a castle (so castle doesn't imply nobility).

The châteaux - the genuine,lavish ones- are mainly in "la vallée de la Loire" between the towns of Blois and Angers - area called 'le jardin de la France'- with Chenonceau, Amboise, Cheverny, Chambord, and in the outskirts of Paris (the owners of these châteaux were wealthy members of the nobility).

At the end, Shäto de la Lande is a merely building (one among thousands) - with some historic features.

To call oneself : I'm the châtelaine de .. is making a serious 'grand faux pas' . A châtelaine -owner with a little of nobility and especially education) woud say : I'm the resident of the house. Otherwise you make an idiot of yourself. People say 'la châtelaine' -also 'la baronne'- to mock the people .... sorry for the French : pêter plus haut que son cul = word for word : to fart above one's arse
 
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