The Dechetterie

The Dechetterie is the local dump. Almost every town has one, and they are very, very useful. They have good hours (especially for France) and they take anything. A good run-down on them can be found here. They are usually just on the outskirts of town and as long as you are a resident, they should be free to use. Here are some important things to note:

1. They are usually not open on Sundays, but if yours is like mine, they aren't actually closed either, so you can go and dump your stuff anyway.
2. They take most anything but it must be sorted. Wood gets burnt, metal and plastic recycled, mattresses and such hauled away. If you put everything unsorted into a bag, you will have to sort it there. So do yourself a favor and put it into the bag sorted. If you violate this rule they WILL FIND AND FINE YOU.
3. They really do take most anything. Plaster, wooden doors, paint cans, Antennae, horsehair mattresses, bags upon bags of linoleum flooring, I have brought this all and they have taken it all.
4. There are usually brown roadsigns that point the way to the dechetterie. They're usually found just outside the town line on the main road.

3f - Clearing out Plaster

So, the third floor has pretty bad floors, as well as a crack in the interior wall. All in all, it needs a lot of work. Like the 4th floor, there is no plumbing, no sewer downpipe and certainly no electricity. But the single most annoying factor of it is the plaster that covers the ceiling.

the crack in the wall.







It is slightly bigger now since I am removing bad chaux and plaster to repair it.


Plaster o' the Damned

Ostensibly for insulation, this plaster has hung on the ceiling for 100 years. It's heavy, unsightly, drops the visuals of the ceiling and is just a lot of unnecessary weight. So my friend and I decided to take it out.

Look how low the ceiling is.



Thispart was tiring, but I admit, a lot of fun. We took crowbars, hammers, chisels and everything available to it. Nothing comes down quite as satisfying as plaster. The person who put the plaster up decided that plaster itself wasn't warm enough so he insulated in the space between with horsehay and chesnuts. It's amazing this place didn't burn to the ground. As an added bonus, I sneezed like crazy.
When it was all said and done we had 40 garbage bags of useless weight on the floor. We also had early evening light pouring through the dust, so we took the oppurtunity to recreate a famous Hollywood scene. Slowly but surely we got the bags down from the third floor to the first. When it was all said and done we removed an estimated 2500-3000 lbs of plaster, chesnuts and horsehay from the house. 2500 lbs of useless weight hanging from the timber beams.

Where did it all go? That's the next and most useful post yet: The Dechetterie.