Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Vide Greniers, Brocantes and Patrick Bru

Although there are many places to dig for treasures in France, one of the best places to dig is Patrick Bru's backyard in Septfond. Patrick used to own a huge warehouse on the main road - filled with French antiques - but two years ago he packed it all up and moved it over to his grandmother's maison where he now lives with his whole family.
It took me a while to track Patrick down, after arriving in France one summer to find the warehouse totally emptied. I started at the local bar in Caussade - where I had seen him a few times. The woman behind the counter was suspicious of this American woman looking for Patrick Bru - but she said she would pass my name and number on to him next time she saw him. Weeks later, Patrick finally called and told me he had been in the hospital for emergency appendectomy - he apologized for the late reply....I think.
You see, Patrick and I speak two different languages - totally. He speaks French and no English and I speak English and very bad French - almost none really. So we communicate through lots of hand signals, universal words and general French chatter - which doesn't really get the deal moving very quickly. We do both love the old bits of French history - the unused stock - the piles of school books, the old boutis and the well used breakfast bowls. This past summer I knew enough to go looking for Patrick on our first swing through town. Sure enough, I spotted him right where I thought he might be - at the new local bar in Septfond - sitting at the outside cafe table having a cigarette and a glass of beer.
I rolled down the window and shouted "Patrick Bru - c'est moi" He kinda looked at me like - "What??" But eventually recognized the girl from California who travels with her mom and sister - and a whole lot of friends - and waved back. I quickly told him we would see him later and he responded with a thumbs up signal. We visited Patrick two - no three times last summer, and every time I found an armful of treasures. He now invites over other friends who are dealers and makes up a small brocante in his backyard for us - a pop up market for the afternoon.
Of course there are the vide greniers and the brocantes to dig through in France, but when you find an old house filled with a family history and the backyard barns stuffed with collections - you keep returning year after year. Patrick Bru is one of those rare French dealers who stumbles upon the daily bits of rural life and then passes it on for a steal. Au revoir Patrick Bru!

5 comments:

Laura @ 52 FLEA said...

Amazing!
Totally awe-inspiring....how fabulous to have the opportunity to dig through his family treasures!
:)

molly said...

good ole patrick bru

Anonymous said...

It makes me want to go to Patrick Brus' today....and next summer, I'm going to record the two of you talking in two different languages...it's priceless! Mom

Curtains in My Tree said...

I am blowed away with this blog. I didn't know anything about it. I am in love with that old hat factory. I would just love to walk through it untouched of course.

I just love French general and crave all the red fabric

Janice

theodora said...

I am glad you found him ,maybe one day I'll visit him ,must be a great place to look and buy collectables,I also loved the old hat factory,you really know the right places lady,regards an ex Californian now living in greece.