The Student ("How it works")

 Sometimes I stop at the local bookshop and I don't buy much, but I do buy something to stimulate local economy. And also because I find it wrong not to buy a book when you stop in a bookshop. So I went there a few weeks ago and bought a Ladybird Book, The Student. Which tells you everything you need to know about, well, uni students. As one who spent a decade in universities, I can relate and found it surprisingly accurate. Reading this, reminiscing about my time there, I cringed and laughed at the same time.

Trouvez la coccinelle

Bon, petit jeu bête et facile, mais le voici: trouvez la coccinelle sur cette photo. Mon petit loup a eu bien du plaisir hier à l'observer. Allez savoir pourquoi, il déteste toutes les autres sortes d'insectes et de bibittes (j'en dirai plus dans le prochain billet), mais semble adorer les coccinelles. Ça doit être la couleur rouge tomate. Moi, je ne les aime guère. Mais enfin bref, la petite bête du Bon Dieu ou la bibitte à patates l'a fasciné pendant un bout de temps.

Hipsters explained

As the friends of my brother Andrew know, he hates hipsters. I never quite understood the definition of hipsters and what concretely a hipster would look like or behave, all I knew is that the name itself sounded utterly irritating. That is, until I found out The Ladybird Book of The Hipster, which explains in simple terms, with illustrations, what are hipsters and what they do. I now understand and share the contempt. In fact, I loved the book so much that I bought it for my brother as a present last year. There are many fascinating Ladybird Books, which are just as educational. I bought one for my wife as well (I let you guess which one until I blog about it). I have seen them at the local bookshop, so I will buy a few titles. As for hipsters, read this and laugh at them.

RIP Gotlib

Triste nouvelle pour les amateurs d'humour absurde et de bédés du même tonneau: le grand Marcel Gotlib est mort. À 82 ans, j'imagine que ce n'est pas une mort tragique, mais c'est néanmoins d'une grande tristesse. Gotlib m'a fait découvert une autre dimension de l'humour en bande dessinée, un peu plus adulte, plus irrévérencieux, avec juste ce qu'il fallait de méchanceté. Ses belles années étaient derrière lui depuis longtemps, mais Gotlib va me manquer.