Thursday, 9 July 2026
The Fig Tree
L'Opéra du Royaume
Wednesday, 8 July 2026
Another Bloody Heatwave
We had a heatwave in May, it was scorching hot. Then, we had one in June, which was even. Well, I guess we had to have a third one, this time in July. It's bad, really bad. At least we don't have amber and red warnings like for the last one, but it's really not good all the same. I am officially fed up with summertime. It started way too early, it's being way too hot for my own comfort. I am spending a lot of my free time just looking at the weather forecast and hoping the hot days will end. Anyway, that's my summer so far, hot, sticky and unpleasant, how is yours?
Question existentielle (406)
Cela faisait un bon bout de temps que je n'avais pas posé de question existentielle. Et il m'est venu en tête une question existentielle aussi brillante qu'érudite. Alors voici donc:
-Dans Don Giovanni de Mozart, en prenant en considération les chiffres donnés par Leporello lors de l'aria du Catalogue, de quelle grandeur et de quel format devrait être ledit catalogue donnant les conquêtes amoureuses de Don Giovanni?
Pour les amateurs d'opéra et les mozartiens parmi vous.
Tuesday, 7 July 2026
Thriller Writing Course
You may remember that I went to a Thriller Writing Workshop back in March. Well, more like a course anyway, but there are elements of workshop in it. Anyway, there was another course this month, pretty much the same, but since the first one has proven so useful and also given me some motivation to write, I have decided to go there again. At £25 for six hours, three weeks, that's a good investment, I think.
RIP Marc Messier
Triste nouvelle que je viens d'apprendre: Marc Messier est mort. Un grand acteur québécois, tant dans la comédie que dans les séries dramatiques. Je l'ai surtout apprécié dans Grande ourse et dans la seconde série d'Omertà, où il jouait Paul Spencer, un financier véreux (et homosexuel), pris dans un engrenage entre la mafia, les motards et d'autres groupes criminels, en plus d'être victime d'un chantage. Messier était brillant dans le rôle. Je sais que ce n'est pas son rôle le plus connu, mais pour moi c'était mon préféré. Enfin bref, c'est vraiment triste.
Harry Lime (can you hear the theme?)
Le whisky de McAuslan
Monday, 6 July 2026
Beretta (Signature Weapon)
This post is a new entry in my Signature Weapons series, weapons you find in crime fiction and spy fiction and that are used or could be used as signature weapons by protagonists and/or antagonists. So today I am blogging about the Beretta, an Italian gun. I have seen the brand showing up in many crime stories, including a novel I read recently. It's part of the arsenal of the Carabinieri and other police forces around the world. Conversely, it's been used by the mob and still is, whether Italian or not. It's also often featured in the spy thrillers, or at least I have seen the Beretta showing up in the spy novels I read recently. You may not know, but it was the service weapon of a certain British agent (guess who) until it was replaced by another brand (guess which one). Anyway, I'm not sure if the Beretta is in fiction more often held by a good guy or a bad guy, either way it can be a signature weapon.
Rémy Martin
Bon, ben parlons cognac pour un moment. J'ai blogué brièvement sur le Rémy Martin fin mai. Et je me demandais s'il y a quelqu'un parmi mes lecteurs quelqu'un qui en a déjà bu. Je ne m'y connais pas beaucoup en cognac, en fait pas du tout, j'aimerais en savoir plus, je veux éventuellement essayer le cognac, donc je tente de me renseigner. Je n'en fais pas une question existentielle, parce que ça demeure encore trop imprécis. Je ne sais même pas s'i le Rémy Martin est très coté ou non chez les connaisseurs. Alors donnez-moi votre opinion sur cette étiquette et dites-moi ce que vous savez).
Sunday, 5 July 2026
Chinese Dragons in Brighton
Jouer aux Bouquinistes
Saturday, 4 July 2026
Camp Night
We are going to a special evening tonight: Wolfie's school is holding its annual camp night. So families of the pupils go camping for one night, or others, like us, just spend the evening there. It is a sort of tradition. I'm never been a fan of camping, having only done it once or twice in my life, I don't really care about minimal comfort and early mornings after a late night, but I don't mind an evening. I actually enjoy the carefree atmosphere. Wolfie never wants to go there, yet once we are there, he doesn't want to go back home. I wonder if the same will happen this year.













