Thursday, 7 February 2013
Building No 15
If people married buildings, this might be the one for me.
Can you imagine in 1890 I think it was, commissioning such a thing: the polite meetings with an architect laughing into his pastis as soon as the client was out of the door, the local builders scratching their heads. Inspired by a brief visit to Morocco? We visited it yesterday hoping they might like a weird jazz happening; they did not, but we did get a chance to look into the wonderful office, interior designed in about 1973 and untouched since, including the grumpy secretory. They, like many other places in this region, are missing a trick. What a superb place for a restaurant: views of the mountains, right next to the train station, large roof terrace, their own wine sur place. Tant pis . . .