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, 14 November 2015
For those who can read French, I blogged about Paris in my previous post. I need to blog about something else tonight, to keep my sanity. In a way, it is sort of related, as I am going to blog about a security blanket. I bought this blanket at one of the castles or towers of York. It was produced by the English Heritage. I had been tempted to buy one of these blankets for a while, thinking it was a better souvenir than some plastic pseudo-medieval knight or something. So anyway I bought this one. I love its rustic look and slightly rough (yet very comfortable) feel, it reminds me of my old childhood blanket. I wonder if my new one will last as long (my childhood one was bought back in 1973, in a Canadian Tire of all places, and is still good as new). But in any case, it's lovely to wrap myself in it on a cold night.