Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Saturday, 30 May 2015
The Care Bear in the Irish pub
I took this picture in the local Irish pub, it is one of the many decorations the place has and one of the silliest. People ampong you who grew up in the 80s, or managed to survive the 80s recognize a Care Bear. It is Good Luck Bear, to be precise. What a stupid name: his shamrock does not even have four cloves. Still, a green Care Bear with a shamrock is Irish enough. Growing up, I used to love Care Bear, shame on me, but I never cared much about this little green fellow. Because yellow was then my favourite colour, I was all into Funshine Bear. Nowadays, a more fitting Irish Care Bear sitting on the shelf of an Irish pub should maybe be black and white with a pint of Guinness on his tummy. And the green one should have a cannabis plant symbol and be called Weed Bear or something. But hey, I am glad one of the relics of the 80s, a decade I strongly disliked,a relic that developed consumerism in the minds of a generation of children, is finally being useful. Because Good Luck Bear in an Irish pub looks Irish and fitting enough.