Laurent, cabinet maker like his father before him, and secondhand goods dealer in Villaines-les-Rochers (37)

It’s a familiar story. The son takes up his father’s work. But it’s a story that doesn’t play out as often as it used to. Me, for instance, I should have been a dentist. It was like pulling teeth, getting me to be a dentist. That’s right; this father-to-son business doesn’t always work out.  In the case before us, however, Laurent continued in the family line. He trained in the trade, then worked with his father before taking the reins (and the bull by the horns). He expanded the family business, and he decided to add a secondhand store. 

This is not the Montsoreau flea market, where Grandma’s thimble could cost you an arm and a leg. Here, I can assure you, the prices are more than reasonable, on Mister Trog’s honor.  You must know that who steals Mister Trog’s purse steals trash, but his honor! But I digress. There’s plenty to see here; it’s a real secondhand shop where you may find (as if by magic) something you have always needed, perhaps a rusty old coal shovel? And last but not least, we are most definitely in a troglo, a real Ali Baba’s Cave (hmm, another troglo, wouldn’t you say?). The workshop isn’t far away, overflowing with wood, and chairs to be re-stuffed. A cave is perfect for keeping the wood in good shape. 

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Traduction Annette Bonnell