Tuesday, 29 November 2022
A Walk Among the Tombstones (#Noirvember)
La cabane sous la neige
Monday, 28 November 2022
This morning, we dod the school run, as usual. But we witnessed something rather strange. When we left home, it was sunny outside. The school where Wolfie goes is on the top of a hill. After parking on a street midway across the hill, we started walking up to school and saw that the top was actually foggy. It was beautiful and eerie. I could even say that it looked a bit surreal and actually magical. And that's it. That's my anecdote for the day.
Saturday, 26 November 2022
23 décembre - Le film
Je sais que mon lectorat québécois doit déjà être au courant, mais il y a maintenant un film sorti en salle qui s'appelle 23 décembre. Exactement comme 23 Décembre de Beau Dommage. Je ne le verrai pas cette année, malheureusement, mais j'espère me rattraper pour Noël prochain.D'ici là, voici la bande annonce. La chanson de Beau Dommage n'y figure pas, mais elle doit forcément faire partie du film à un moment donné.
Friday, 25 November 2022
Dead at Daybreak (#Noirvember)
Complainte Pour Sainte Catherine
Nous sommes la Sainte-Catherine, alors je crois que c'est le temps de partager ceci à nouveau:
Thursday, 24 November 2022
Plugging Krav Maga
I haven't blogged about Krav Maga in a long while, partially because I haven't gone back to it, to my great shame. But a few years ago, I started thinking about it again. I was buying a few things at a nearby corner shop, when a mother and her daughter walked in. The daughter must have been around ten, twelve top and she was wearing a Jujutsu uniform, with belt and all. I don't know if she was coming back or going to practice, must be back as it was not very early and they didn't seem to be in any rush. So anyway, I told them that if the girl was interested in self-defence, there was local Krav Maga lessons given nearby and that it was a great method, very efficient. I don't do Krav Maga anymore, but I am still evangelising. At some point, I ought to preach by example and get back to it.
Une anecdote sur le bureau et le rasage
Petite anecdote humoristique qui je l'espère vous fera bien rire. Ca s'est passé lors d'une conversation entre ma mère et moi via Facetime hier. Je vais la raconter comme une comédie en un acte et une scène, à la manière de ce billet datant de 2020. J'en ferai peut-être d'autres ainsi.
-Moi: votre humble narrateur et bloguer, 45 ans, marié à une Anglaise, père d'un garçon, travaillent de la maison depuis le début de la pandémie, sauf un jour par mois où il doit se rendre au bureau.
-Ma mère: donc, ma mère, qui lit ce blogue parfois, je vais pas dire son âge, mariée, mère de trois garçons et grand-mère gâteau.
Moi: "Bon, finalement, je n'aurai pas besoin d'aller au bureau demain, ce n'est pas nécessaire."
Ma mère: "Tant mieux, ce sera moins épuisant."
Moi:"Oui c'est certain que je n'avais pas envie de me taper tout le voyagement."
Ma mère: "Et puis il aurait fallu te raser."
Moi: "Oui, c'est certain."
Ma mère: "On dirait qu'il vous faut tous une bonne raison pour vous raser la barbe, votre père, tes frères et toi. Avoir de la barbe n'en étant pas une."
Morale de l'histoire: je ferais mieux de me raser avant notre prochaine conversation.
Tuesday, 22 November 2022
20 years of mince pies (an anniversary)
Le Salon du Livre de Montréal
Monday, 21 November 2022
My #Noirvember (and yours)
Les beignes des Fêtes
Saturday, 19 November 2022
Here comes the snow
Les stocks de beignes 2022
Friday, 18 November 2022
As we are getting into this time of year when I used to play board games quite a lot as a child, I was thinking to check if there were any classic board games to buy for Wolfie for the upcoming holidays. And I thought about Parcheesi. I think it might have been the very first board game I owed when I was a child. I vaguely remember my father buying us one. And I also remember liking the look of the board, because it had some fancy exotic house in the middle, but being otherwise bored to tears about the gameplay itself. So we made up our own rules as we went, then stopped playing it altogether. But maybe I misjudged it. Anybody among you ever played it? Is it worth playing? Did I misjudged Parcheesi as a child?
Ciné-Cadeau a 40 ans
Thursday, 17 November 2022
Lego's Christmas Magazine
"La première neige est tombée..."
Parce qu'il neige au Québec:
Wednesday, 16 November 2022
Tooth Fairy's Economics
You might be interested to know, but Wolfie has started losing his baby teeth. He lost two so far, one a month ago, one this week. The second one was a bit of an issue, because it bled a bit more, which got him a bit upset. But anyway, that now means he receives money from the Tooth Fairy. Two pounds a tooth, apparently, which I thought was pretty high compared to my youner days. But that is what his dear maternal grandmother told us. Apparently she is in the known. I told her: "So the Tooth Fairy's current exchange rate is £2.00 per baby tooth? Must be inflation." Which I think deserves to be a new great unknown line. Be that as it may, Wolfie had a two pounds coin under his pillow a month ago, then yesterday he got four 50 pences. "So many moneys" as he said. And that's a new Wolfism too.
La remise et la neige
Monday, 14 November 2022
Dem Bones (from The Prisoner)
Wolfie has been singing this song, which he learned at school. It got stuck in my head. For him, it's some fun catchy song, but for me it is a song that is featured in the last episode of cult tv series The Prisoner, one of my favourite. So here is the version used in The Prisoner, sung by The Four Lads. I have no idea if it is the best or not, but this is the one I know best.
La tasse des coquelicots
Saturday, 12 November 2022
Friday, 11 November 2022
The 11th Hour
Galettes au gruau
The novel for this #Noirvember
I have not blogged much about #Noirvember so far and I thought I would give heads up for today's post. Because even before I knew about it, November is Noirvember for me. Anyway, I chose almost at random a crime book to read, prolerly Noir: A Dark and Broken Heart by R.J Ellory. First novel of him I ever read. You may notice that I have a French translation: my mother gave it to me as a Christmas or birthday present. I had totally forgotten that I had it, and I thought now was as good a time as any to read it and to get it off my pile of TBR. So far, so Noir: the protagonist is Vincent Madigan, junky police officer that is piling up skeletons in his closet. Very fitting read. Anyway, that's my #Noirvember. How is yours?
Coquilles St-Jacques (souvenirs)
J'ai blogué le 8 sur les coquilles Sait-Jacques, j'y reviens parce que des souvenirs me sont revenus en tête depuis. Je n'ai jamais fait de coquilles Saint-Jacques moi même. J'en mange depuis l'enfance parce que c'était un met que mes parents aimaient beaucoup. je crois que ce que j'aimais, c'était le mélange gruyère et crabe. Toujours est-il que ça a longtemps été mon repas préféré, avec la fondue chinoise. Les enfants ont parfois des goûts étonnants, je le vois avec Wolfie. Mais enfin bref. Durant mes années d'études à Montréal et par la suite, j'achetais parfois des coquilles St-Jacques d'une poissonnerie sur le Plateau (existe-t-elle encore?). Moins bonnes que celles de chez mes parents, notamment parce qu'on y mettait beaucoup d'échalotte, mais quand même fort honnêtes. Ici, j'en ai retrouvé à M&S, mais ça doit faire dix ans que je n'en ai pas mangé. Il faudrait sans doute que j'apprenne à en cuisiner.
Wednesday, 9 November 2022
Firstly, I want to say I'm sorry for sharing yet another thing found online instead of an original photo, but I could not resist sharing it. I found it on social media and I just thought, I had to share it. Yes, it is most likely photoshopped and it is shameless scenery porn. But this is just my dream in one picture:my favourite mean of transport in a picturesque setting, during my favourite season. So yeah, here it is. I hope to travel on such train through such environment one day.
Les cadeaux de fête(s)
Tuesday, 8 November 2022
Poppies without needles
Sunday, 6 November 2022
Saturday, 5 November 2022
Les feux d'artifice
Friday, 4 November 2022
For today's post, I'm giving you a little bit of crime news that caught my attention: contraband luxury goods that were taken by French customs were auctioned off recently. Among them, of course, were diamonds. The uncut diamonds were estimated at around €30,000 to €40,000. Not exactly the biggest loot, but not cheap either. I sometimes check if diamonds are on the news, because I consider them a great MacGuffin, asI mentioned before. They were cliché back in the days, but they are seldom used today, at least from what I can tell as an avid reader of crime fiction. So I'd love to bring them back again. Every time I see something like this on the news, I think there must be a way to make a story about it.
Le s'quatre novembre au soir
Je 'drais, voudrais vous dire que... Enfin bref, n'oublions pas ce soir que c'est...
Thursday, 3 November 2022
York Rail Operating Centre
Les pâtés à la viande...
Wednesday, 2 November 2022
Now that November is started, I have switched my reading list completely. I am reading almost exclusively crime fiction this month. Well, I read crime fiction all year round, but I take particular attention to it in November because of #Noirvember. It is a phenomenon that originally apply to classic Noir movies, but I think it works just as well for books. Since I have not been reading enough this year, I hope I can catch up this month and do a proper binge read. I have not planned to read any particular book, but I got quite a lot of crime novels my mother bought me over the year and a few others I purchased on a whim at the locl bookshop. They have all been gathering dust on the shelves, so I will start with one of them. I will probably blog more about #Noirvember. And I invite you all dear readers to give it a go.
Novembre, c'est toujours l'automne
Il était un temps où je détestais novembre, ou en tout cas je ne l'aimais pas beaucoup. Parce que l'Halloween était terminé et Noël me semblait tellement loin. Ca a changé depuis relativement peu, en fait vous trouverez encore sur ce blogue des billets où je me plains du mois de novembre. Mais ça a changé pour une raison bien simple: je me suis rendu compte soudainement que c'est encore un mois d'automne. Et cette année, c'est encore plus vrai: septembre et octobre ont été assez doux, parfois même un peu trop chauds. Soudainement, dès hier, la température a bassé de plusieurs degrés et on dirait que c'est parti pour durer. Novembre est donc typiquement automnal, comme les automnes d'antan, pour ainsi dire. Raison de plus pour aimer le mois.
Tuesday, 1 November 2022
A word on the Post-Halloween blues
Again, Halloween has come and gone. It took a while to get to October, yet when it arrived it all went way too fast. I will probably slow down in the coming days and weeks on my blogging. Today is Tuesday, whih is not the best day for me to feel bluesy, that said I have over the years developed a certain affection for November, which surprised me quite a bit, as I used to really dislike the month. Nevertheless, even though I learned to appreciate it, when Halloween is over, I still feel the blues. Thankfully, not for too long. And you, my spooky friends? How do you feel today?