The socialist mayor decides that he wants to leave behind a monument to his administration’s achievements. He takes as his model the ancient Romans, who were famous for two things: hygiene and noble edifices. Thus, he decides to unite the two concepts…by constructing a public urinal in the centre of town. There is one problem, however.
It began with Barthelemy Piechut, the Mayor of Clochemerle. It was his idea that started everything.
Of course, he had the able assistance of Ernest Tafardel, the Town Clerk, Schoolmaster and true intellectual.
They did run into some trouble with Ponosse the Priest, that gentle man constantly filled with embarrassment by the confessions of the women of Clochemerle, a town in which the men are not inactive.
But the disaster was brought about by Justine Putet, a solitary and embittered old woman, who trained her spiteful and alarming vigilance on the Mayor’s grand plan.
Plus a large cast of excited artisans, tradesmen, winegrowers, soldiers, politicians and the inevitable rowdy faction you find anywhere.
A classic farce and, what’s more, a French farce.
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