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Les textes présentés ici sont issus de ma culture biologique. Quelques défauts et autres erreurs grammaticales, syntaxiques et/ou orthographiques peuvent, peut-être (sûrement), avoir subsisté ; que voulez-vous, les produits bio sont rarement parfaits mais n'en ont, paraît-il, que plus de saveur...
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... et puis on se trouve les excuses qu'on peut.
Merci de votre indulgence.
And, for our English speaking friends, this way please : Jeffw's Inn
(Oh ! And this is a literary blog, by the way)
dimanche 22 novembre 2009
Jeffw partout...
Quand Jeffw fait son intéressant chez les autres, ça donne ça :
- Daï et Poushkine sur le très chouette blog de Françoise Guérin, Mot Compte Double, où je suis en très bonne compagnie et que je vous invite à découvrir et parcourir.
- Et quelques 807 sur le blog du même nom, de l'excellent Franck Garot... avec l'explication du pourquoi du comment ici.
Aujourd'hui, la blogosphère, demain, le monde !!
* Déclaration suivie d'un rire de savant fou et mégalomaniaque que je fais très très bien *
vendredi 13 novembre 2009
Four Wheeled Shelter
Told you we would see him again... Rupert returns !... to do nothing, as usual...
But don't miss him in 'Death and the Numskull' ('La Mort et l'Ahuri'), is last, and probably only, true adventure ! Soon !
Rupert Rutherford (the third) was at the wheel of his pristine Ford Capri, like every morning, at 8.12am. And, as usual, like the traffic surrounding him, he was going nowhere fast. Birthday or not, the M4 was as grey and sluggish as it has ever been. But Rupert didn't mind. There's not much that Rupert minded.
He was comfortable, warm and dry, and breathing in the faintest pine wood smell of a very sober looking air-freshener. Rupert didn't really love this car – he wasn't exactly of the petrol-head type – but he had a strong sense of gratefulness towards it. It was, in a way, his sanctuary. He always felt secure in this beige interior... and he secretly liked the almost corduroy fabric of the seats.
He had bought the Ford second hand, a couple of years ago, and had been relatively proud about it – unlike his wife, Bernadette, who positively hated the car – not so much because it was a bargain, it wasn't, but it had been very clean... and still was.
In the background, Radio 4 was playing, on the verge of human perception, some inane babbling on subjects that had no interest to Rupert.
But don't miss him in 'Death and the Numskull' ('La Mort et l'Ahuri'), is last, and probably only, true adventure ! Soon !
Rupert Rutherford (the third) was at the wheel of his pristine Ford Capri, like every morning, at 8.12am. And, as usual, like the traffic surrounding him, he was going nowhere fast. Birthday or not, the M4 was as grey and sluggish as it has ever been. But Rupert didn't mind. There's not much that Rupert minded.
He was comfortable, warm and dry, and breathing in the faintest pine wood smell of a very sober looking air-freshener. Rupert didn't really love this car – he wasn't exactly of the petrol-head type – but he had a strong sense of gratefulness towards it. It was, in a way, his sanctuary. He always felt secure in this beige interior... and he secretly liked the almost corduroy fabric of the seats.
He had bought the Ford second hand, a couple of years ago, and had been relatively proud about it – unlike his wife, Bernadette, who positively hated the car – not so much because it was a bargain, it wasn't, but it had been very clean... and still was.
In the background, Radio 4 was playing, on the verge of human perception, some inane babbling on subjects that had no interest to Rupert.
mardi 10 novembre 2009
Florilège de diverses qualités
Un nouvel arrivage sur mon petit blog à moi !
Si vous étiez en mal de lecture, vous allez être servis... et il y en a pour tous les goûts, avec :
- Peut-être le début d'une saga : Sipattes, l'araignée.
- L'étrange et venu de nulle part : Tabloïds
- Du fantastique, avec : Cœurs de pierre
- De la jalousie, avec : La Proverbiale Vipère
- De la S-F n'importequoitisante, avec : Le Messager
- Et de l'anglais, avec le très bref : Far Shores
Bonne lecture !... avec un peu de chance...
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