Once upon a time, Louviers…
Here, the Eure flows through the town, dividing and meandering… Thanks to it, Louviers has built its reputation as a major centre for woollen cloth. For centuries, the canals have tanned the skins, washed the wool, kept the machines running and developed a remarkable commercial centre. A real open-air factory town! Did you know that it was once the capital of the kingdom of France? The town has not only woven yarns… it has also woven destinies. Its streets have witnessed the retinue of Pope Clement VI, the laughter of one of the king’s jesters and the wild ideas of inventors. Within its walls have echoed the works of Maurice Duruflé, an organist of rare talent, while the paintbrushes of Jacques-Philippe Renout have forever captured its memory. Other great names have passed through the town’s doors, whether in the shadows or in the light of day: Napoleon Bonaparte, Pierre Mendès-France, mayor of Louviers… not forgetting the local boy who became a master of suspense: Michel Bussi, whose novels bring the imaginary world to life.



















