Schnapps

 I was thinking about it checking the pictures of our trip to Austria: there were lots of schnapps being sold in tourists shops. One of the many drinks I failed to try during our time there. I'm not sure if I would have liked anyway, but I'm curious. And I also like the name, it's snappy and kind of cool in an aloof yet joyful way. It makes you want to celebrate. I understand it is a spirit common to the Germanic world, not merely Austria. But I don't remember drinking any in the past. Any amateurs of schnapps among my readers? Worth a try? I need to add it to my bucket list in any case.

La Relâche de petit loup

J'ai oublié de mentionner une chose: c'est la semaine de Relâche pour petit loup ici. Pour lui et pour les autres enfants de son âge. Je ne sais même plus c'est quand au Québec. Comme je ne travaille toujours pas (mais ça pourrait changer bientôt, j'en dirai plus quand j'aurai plus de nouvelles), je passe beaucoup de temps avec lui. Ce qui nous fait à tous les deux un bien immense.

Memento Mori from Pompeii

As you may know, today is is Ash Wednesday today, the beginning of Lent. To mark the day, I have decided to share one very famous Memento Mori, from Pompeii. I took the picture in one of my childhood books about Greek and Roman mythology. This image has always fascinated me. It is an allegory of the transient nature of life. The skull represents death, there is the wheel of fortune, the soul is represented by the butterfly, etc. You can find more details about the moseic here. In the end, I think it's a cool image to encourage people to make the most of their life.

Un vieux suspense

 Les trésors que je trouve parfois dans les livres de mes parents. Quand elle était jeune fille, ma mère lisait les romans publiés par la Bibliothèque verte. Des romans qui se sont retrouvés chez nous. Je ne les avais jamais lus, enfin pas la plupart d'entre eux. Mais je compte changer la donne prochainement. J'ai donc piqué (avec sa permission) L'Homme de la 377 de René Guillot. Un vieux roman d'aventure pour la jeunesse dont l'intrigue se passe durant la Deuxième guerre mondiale, avec des trains qui se font saboter? C'est dans mes cordes. Et peut-être qu'un jour, petit loup le lira aussi. Ce serait bien d'avoir une tradition de lecture de ce côté de la famille, comme c'est parfois le cas du côté de ma femme.

Mardi Gras/Shrove Tuesday

Today is Shrove Tuesday, or, as it is known in the French speaking world and sometimes elsewhere, Mardi Gras. I was not sure what to share today about it, so I just thought instead of just picture of pancakes (by the way I refuse to call today Pancake Day), I would share one page from Charlie Brown's Fourth Super Book of Questions and Answers. One of the best sources of information I had as a child, before the internet, even though a friend of mine had the on people and culture. Anyway, so there is more info on the next page, but all the same, here is some interesting facts about today.

Rose et le Diable

Nous sommes le Mardi gras, le temps du carnaval, mais aussi une journée qui, au Québec, est associée avec la légende de Rose Latulipe. Comme à chaque année, je partage une image du Baiser maléfique, le livre qui m'a fait découvrir la légende. Dans cette version, ma préférée et de loin, c'est une histoire effrayante avec une fin tragique. Donc, j'aurai une pensée pour Rose aujourd'hui.

Unfamiliar Thriller

As I have a fair deal of free time on my hands, I have been waching a lot of spy thrillers. I discovered one recently, an eight episodes long German TV series set in Berlin, called Unfamiliar. So far it is very solid, violent and brutal like I like them, but very sober in its diaplay of violence at the same time. The plot is intelligent, does not go on melodramatic streaks or shiock value for the sake of it. It's also a nice change to see a spy stories set in contemporary Germany and not shortly before or during World War II. It's still traditional in many ways: the antagonist is a Russian agent. But then some things never change. So yes, I am going to binge watch this.

Volaille et lapin

J'ai pris cette photo à  Vienne, au Belvedere.Un tableau de Franz Werner Tamm (ou von Tamm). Je l'aime beaucoup, je ne sais pas trop pourquoi. Le tableau s'appelle "Volaille et lapin". J'imagine que j'aime les tableaux qui ont des couleurs très naturelles.

Samovar

I took this picture in Vienna at the hotel we were staying. It is of course a samovar, and so samovar this is the word of the day. They had it in the dining room for breakfast. It is, as far as I can remember, the very first samovar I ever saw. Certainly the first proper samovar I ever used. I was so grateful to find out that they do tea properly in Austria. Well, at least in one place in Austria anyway. And making tea with this made me feel all posh and fancy, like a true gentleman. It's also very exotic. Anyway, I must have drunk three cuppas every morning, just for the sheer pleasure of using this samovar. But the tea was nice too.

Mystérieux oiseau de proie

 Commotion chez mes parents: un pigeon a été victime d'une attaque d'un oiseau de proie non identifié. Mon père n'a pas pu le voir, ni même prendre sa photo. Tout ce qu'il a pu faire, c'est prendre des clichés du méfait et des traces du rapace dans la neige. Quelqu'un sait quel oiseau de proie au Québec est actif l'hiver?

Tamino and Pamina

First and foremost: happy Valentine's Day everyone! I am not the biggest fan, to be honest, because when you are single today, it is depressing and when you are in a couple, it is stressful. All the same, let's celebrate, with first  picture I took in Vienna. You may recognise Prince Tamino and Princess Pamina from Mozart's Die Zauberflöte. AKA The Magic Flute. We stumbled upon this monument at complete random. I thought it captured beautifully their relationship. Of course, I could not celebrate today without Mozart's music. There's another reason why I wanted to share the picture: for me, their relationship perfectly embodies what true, lasting love should be. So here is their duet, or a part of their one duet in the opera, sung by my favourite Mozartian soprano Golda Schultz (don't tell the others) and tenor Ben Bliss. Mozart can be cynical about relationships, but not here. Yet he remains I think truthful: for love to work, it has to be teamwork.

Dites-le avec des sucreries

 Photo prise sur la page Facebook de Première Moisson. Si j'étais au Québec aujourd'hui, c'est leur Coeur framboise amandes pistaches que j'aurais acheté pour la famille afin de célébrer la Saint-Valentin. Parce que les roses fanent, les sucreries se savourent. Sinon, bonne Saint-Valentin à tous.

Friday the 13th: a Doomsday Memory

So, as you probably have noticed, today is Friday the 13th. We have three this year, so the superstitious among you better brace themselves: it's going to be a heavy year. I never was superstitious, except maybe when I was a child, and then it was more for fun than anything else. I always had a certain shiver of fear, of playful uncertainty, when it was Friday the 13th. When we were walking back from school, we sometimes walked along the way with a fellow pupil, not a friend but a friend of a friend. He had a wild imagination and had invented a sort of Doomsday calendar for Friday the 13th. He used to say that this particular day was Zombie Day, or Axe Wielding Maniacs Day, or some such things. He started saying whatever horror Apocalyptic things was meant to happen on this specific Friday the 13th we were on. Then he carried on for the rest of the week. It might have sounded scary, but I found it entertaining in its sinister way. So yeah, this is my most vivid childhood memory of Friday the 13th. What is yours?

Question existentielle (401)

 Nous sommes le vendredi 13, j'ai donc une question existentielle sur le sujet:

-Avez-vous des souvenirs spécifiques liés au Vendredi 13? 

Moi j'en ai, voir le billet suivant. 

Latest Train Travel

I took this picture last year at the National Railway Museum in York. As I mentioned in this post, they have a balcony where you can do trainspotting. It's great fun. But there is an activity even more fun: traveling by train. I did just that a few days ago: I had to go to a near(ish) city. Not a very long journey, about forty minutes by train. I hadn't traveled by train since September 2025, so a train journey was long overdue. On the way back, it was pouring down, sadly I did not take a picture, that's why I am sharing this one. It has no rain, but you can see the clouds. People may think heavy rains makes everything miserable, but in the comfort of a train, that's charming and atmospheric.

Oiseau d'argile

J'ai pris cette photo lors de mon dernier séjour au Québec. Cette oeuvre est la mienne, je crois que je l'ai faite en première année. Un projet d'art plastique avec de la terre cuite. Je ne sais pas pourquoi, j'aimais dessiner des oiseaux. La fleur, je crois que c'était mon enseignante qui me l'a faite, parce que je n'avais pas les capacités pour le faire. Enfin bref, je trouve ça touchant que mes parents l'ont encore accroché sur le mur.

Schnitzel

I took this picture in Salzburg, in a restaurant called Café Mozart (well, of course). Of course, I couldn't go to Austria without trying some of their national dishes. This is a schnitzel, as far as you can see underneath the sauce and over the pasta. Mentioned in the song of a famous musical. It may look bland, but it was surprisingly good. I could have had it for every meal and I would have been happy. But there is so much to try in Austria, I really don't think I made the best of my time there, food-wise. We need to go there again.

La charrue et son ombre

 Bon, j'ai trouvé ce gag une semaine trop tard, le meme a une grosse, grosse faute en français, mais j'ai ri quand même, alors je partage.

Bigfoot Sighting in Cannock Chase

This bit of news dates back from last January. For some reason, I hadn't seen it. But anyway, here's something interesting for whoever is into cryptozoology, even if only as a skeptic (like me): a man saw a Bigfoot in Cannock Chase. Now, like I said, I am very skeptical every time someone claims to have seen a cryptid, wherever it is in the world. And I read that Cannock Chase is (in)famous for many sightning of various cryptids and paranormal activities. It sounds like an hoax or a genuine mistake. All the same, I like a place with a lot of local folklore and this story and others could make for an interesting work of fiction. So I intend to learn more about Cannock Chase in the future. Maybe even visit it.

Le Concorde en Lego

Lors de notre voyage l'an dernier, dans l'un des magasins de l'aéroport, une boîte Lego a capturé mon attention. C'était, comme vous le voyez, un Concorde en Lego. Il ne vole plus, mais aumoins on a des modèles à construire. C'est quand même une merveille de la technologie (je parle du vrai Concorde, pas de celui en Lego). Je sais qu'il y a pleins de raisons pour sa mise au rencart, mais je suis toujours un peu triste qu'on n'ait pas continué à l'utiliser. J'ai quand même été chanceux pour le voir en service à une certaine époque.