It’s not pretty is it, the kitchen ceiling? It does not shout ” French Country Village House” in any language.It’s got to go.
It has been suggested that we board over it, but no. As we are gluttons for continuous punishment we will take it down laboriously, treat and refinish all the joists and wax it up …probably…
As I loosen the second tile, a thought occurs to me. Are these early 20thc ceiling tiles asbestos?
So I stop and Google the brand name on the tiles- manufactured early 1970’s. It is a fact that asbestos was still being used in building materials in France until way AFTER that date, so further research was required to establish if our tiles had any content as they looked like they might.
They don’t and we were lucky, but please bear in mind that old French properties are very likely to have asbestos content in old cement, tile, insulation, lagging, chimneys, roofs etc.
Do not do a Gill and go steaming in, in full demolition mode….
Regular followers will know that taking anything down chez nous is not easy. Monsieur Sire, the previous incumbent, fixed everything he created so it would not come apart.
It wasn’t too bad at the crumbly end, where the historic water leaks had nicely softened the tiles and rusted the nails through. Away from that bit it got tougher; each tile is held up with 12 big nails and maybe 40 or 50 tiny tacks that it is impossible to gain a purchase on.