Cette jolie maison ancienne est située dans un quartier aixois calme et privilégié.

Bientôt pourtant, il ne restera plus de traces de l'édifice, la parcelle ayant été promise à des promoteurs.

Avec la révision du PLU, les maisons particulières, non classées au titre de patrimoine historique et possédant un grand terrain

sont l'objet de toutes les convoitises. Les propriétaires sont sans cesse sollicités par les constructeurs qui rachètent au double

du prix, déjà exorbitant ce type de bien.

Loin de considérer les ouvrages existants, les bâtisseurs n'ont d'yeux que pour la superficie des parcelles qui sont abstraitement

divisées en lot.

THE HISTORIC SQUAT FROM PALETTE DISMENTLED

SOUTH AIX: HAPPINESS OF INDIVIDUALS V/S POLYCLINIC         

When the waves of the Arc load the sludge of the winter leaves with them its closest residents. 

The so-called squat of Palette was located just a few steps from the river, below the small neighborhood of le Pont-des-Trois-Sautet. 

As we mentioned in a previous article, the vast land that was once imagined in the supermarket was occupied by a rather young population

of squatters for about ten years.

The oldest were often from squats dismantled during the previous decade as in Infirmary or Route des Alpes (Aix en Provence). 

On this Saturday morning, Red Crest, the historic leader of the Aixois marginals, is KO : his vehicle waiting at the entrance of the squat. 

Notified on Thursday, May 3, the squatters had only one day to evacuate the area. In terms of vehicles and housing, the losses are spread out in the form of large

mounds of caravan remains, trucks collected by municipal excavators. 

Without a hitch, the inhabitants gave up while some Roma were already busy extracting some scraps of metal from the remains of the camp.

Where the Autoroute du Soleil runs, the sky merges into hills of scrubland. 

At the height of the Lançon-de-Provence motorway station, despite the consequent motorway right-of-way, the physiognomy of the past landscape is still present. 

Cut in two, a vast estate included around, in addition to a superb castle being protected by an anti-noise wall, a farm, farmland in abundance its lot of outbuildings. 

A few centuries after the construction of the complex, the road divided into two spaces the estate.

On the side where the cars go up to the north, a vast basin is sad: deprived of water. 

Not that the latter is unfit to contain the precious liquid but rather that at the end of the highway works completed in 1970 its uselessness was consecrated.

At the end of a dead end, on the side of the motorway remains the remains of what was the house of Mr H, guardian of his state of the immence domain formerly owned by Charles Trenet (famous French singer 60s) in Aix-en-Provence. If we have already devoted an article (here) to the pomp of the Spirit Domain, we suggest you to discover one of its annexes.

If at the time of the splendour of this vast property Mr H had only a few meters to do to find Charles or the dog Micha, the construction of the highway in 1960 made this practice obsolete. Similarly, the Singing Fool had to rebuild a swimming pool, the original pool being located after the road works on the other side of the road.

The house of Mr H which represented the oldest building of the estate ended up isolated, kept away from the throes of a long-court succession. On the following pictures, a visit to this abandoned site, used by each other to store a boat here, further a few wrecks. Coated, the "Dessalé" light boat of Mr H patient along the highway fence.