The Red Baron

 Oh the treasures one finds randomly among the bookshelves of some in-law. In this case, my father-in-law. So we were staying at their place for a few days not so long ago and as usual when I am somewhere I have a look at the bookshelves. I found this biography of the Red Baron. I did not borrow it, because I have more than enough on my TRL, but maybe if I have a few minutes next time I will flick through it. There were other books on the same subject. My wife's father has been apparently fascinated for years about the Red Baron. I don't know much about the historical figure, but always loved the nickname, it sounds menacing and mysterious.

Imagination in a nutshell (and Snoopy)

We are soon going to celebrate the end of another war (at least in Europe), but today I thought I would share a comic strip from Peanuts with World War 1 as a backdrop (sort of). It made me laugh from beginning to end. You can see Snoopy and his brother Marbles. Some people have lots of imagination. Others, not so much. But when it comes to imagination, I am most definitely a Snoopy. And this strip is truly the story of many moments of my childhood.

Le Baron rouge et moi

Je me suis récemment rappelé un détail amusant: la date de ma fête tombe sur la date de la mort de Manfred von Richthofen, mieux connu sous le nom de Baron rouge. Longtemps, c'était pour moi le nom d'un restaurant, un nom mystérieux et menaçant. J'ai appris qui il était grâce à Corto Maltese lorsque j'ai lu l'histoire Côtes de Nuit et roses de Picardie (qui fait partie de l'album Les Celtiques).  Première aventure lue de Corto Maltese, d'ailleurs, et la première fois que j'apprenais qui était le Baron rouge dans une version romancée des évènements menant à sa mort. C'est une histoire fascinante, où Corto Maltese n'est guère plus qu'un observateur. Je la relirais bien, de préférence le jour de ma fête.