Camion de pompier

Photo prise sur le Plateau par mon père. Les pompiers sont venus colmater une fuite paraît-il. Ils ne se déplacent pas seulement pour des incendies. Je crois qu'il a envoyé cette photo pour que son petit fils la voie, car notre petit loup est très impressionné par les camions de pompier. Il aurait peut-être eu un peu peur, mais je crois qu'il aurait néanmoins aimé voir ça en personne.

A fireman and a paramedic

Last weekend, we went to a fire station open day. It was a very small event, with only a few people, a few displays, but also some freebies: free pencils, free pens, free rulers, but also free little fur balls critters. We got two for my collection of cute critters, one fireman and one paramedic, with his ambulance frame. I think they look really cool. I'm glad I got the fireman, as I hadn't had one yet.

A fireman? Me?

Something came on my Facebook memory feed today, an anecdote dating back from two years ago that was both funny and sweet. So two years ago, the then two years old son of a friend of us (especially very close friend of my wife, they met at uni) said to his mother (who reported the fact on Facebook): "I want Guillaume to be a fireman!" His mother asked: "Do you think he'll make a good fireman?" to which he replied: "Yeah! And he won't cry!" That was so funny! And it made you go "aaawww", didn't it? I really wonder why he said that and I regret not asking him. Now he probably doesn't remember. I really don't think I'd be a good fireman, actually: the smoke would certainly make me cry, for one, and I don't like heat. But if a child says it... At least he said a new great unknown line. Well, a two years old one, but it deserves to be immortalized on Vraie Fiction.