« It is a charming manor hidden in the grove like a bird’s nest …. Following the road from Ingrandes to Mérigny, looking into the valley, it does not take but a glimpse to notice the small castle with its slate covered turrets and an elegant belvedere amidst the surrounding woods… A carpet of greens gently rolls down from the castel to the riverbank.” History of Le Blanc and its surroundings (1868)
« It is a charming manor hidden in the grove like a bird’s nest …. Following the road from Ingrandes to Mérigny, looking into the valley, it does not take but a glimpse to notice the small castle with its slate covered turrets and an elegant belvedere amidst the surrounding woods… A carpet of greens gently rolls down from the castel to the riverbank.” History of Le Blanc and its surroundings (1868)





I fell in love with this magical place 42 years ago…the wooded hillside, the river, the over 400-year-old oak tree that dominates a gentle landscape. The house was a ruin, I had no savings, but when passion gets involved it moves mountains…so I found a bank that financed the purchase of my pretty folly.
42 years later, I decided to renovate this place that is so dear to my heart even more and to open it up to the curious and travelers with the help of my three children Constance, Paul and Norma.
From a very young age, I had the chance to explore every path of the estate — first in a stroller, then on a mini tractor, and later by bike. As a teenager, I got up to all sorts of mischief here. As a student, the estate became the setting for weekends with friends, spontaneous parties, paintball games, and shared meals with local producer friends. As a young adult, I got married here with my partner. After becoming a father, I created Maison Alphonse, an activity dedicated to hosting celebrations and family gatherings, so this place could continue to come alive through life’s most meaningful moments.
This little corner of paradise has always been part of me, and the story is far from over.

I fell in love with this magical place 42 years ago. The house was a ruin, I had no savings, but when passion gets involved it moves mountains…so I found a bank that financed the purchase of my pretty folly.