Saturday, January 29, 2011

11361 University Avenue


A nice old picture I recuperated from an old trunk and thought of sharing with you all.  I would guess the time of the shot to be the summer of 1959—but will happily stand corrected if you dare. :-)

(On the back is written, Kodak COLOUR PRINT made by KODAK LIMITED LONDON, OCTOBER 1960.  Do with that what you will.)

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Rent-a-camel

Taken by my terrified wife

Camille putting a brave face on it

The vehicle

Monday, January 17, 2011

Awaking to 27° weather

Morning dip

What is it?

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Arrival

Ready for lift-off!

Puerto del Rosario

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Off to the Canaries!

We left in plenty of time this afternoon but traffic was dense in and around Le Mans and we got to the station with just a quarter of an hour to spare!

These were their first photos to tell us all was well!

 
Made it to the TGV

Travelling nice and light!

Friday, January 14, 2011

Winter holiday

All week Christine, David, and Suzanne have been talking about their big coming holiday—to the Canary Islands!

Raph found a great deal, all-inclusive, at a beautiful hotel on the island of Feutevendura, part of the Canary Islands archipeligo and the children have been talking of nothing else for days!

Tomorrow I plan to drive them to Le Mans for the children's first-ever ride on the TGV which will take them to Massy (Paris) where they'll take a shuttle to the Orly airport.  Since their flight leaves so early Sunday morning they plan to overnight tomorrow night in a hotel right at the airport.

Of course the children have only seen aeroplanes in pictures before so this trip will make a lot of "firsts" for them.

If Raph sends along any photos, I'll post them here for you to follow along as if they were sending some picture postcards.

See you soon!

Saturday, January 08, 2011

Your help is requested

Hello everyone, here's another little brain-teaser for you! First the background.

Stuff that has been laying in storage for over two years is finally getting cleaned out.  Our stuff, Aunty's stuff, Sheila's stuff, Boulay's stuff, Michel's friend's stuff ... you get the picture.

When you have a big house, everyone wants you to keep some junk for them—just for awhile.  It gets so that one never really remembers where a lot of these things actually came from!

Still, that's not the problem today.  I know very well where this came from: a very old suitcase once belonging to Aunty.  The thing is very old and plastered with name tags and so on such that it always got "saved" from the junk pile.

The other day, having decided it would have to go (the metal clips and hinges are rusted) I thought I'd take a quick check inside first.  Mixed up with old clothes and papers I came across a couple of dozen old letters, all addressed to my Aunt while she was on furlough in England in the sixties.

I'll get to the content of those letters later.  All were written by my parents from Yellowknife or Edmonton and a couple by my Grandfather while on holiday in Canada.  They give a very interesting point-of-view to their reaction to events of the day.  But we'll do that later.  (This is all background, remember?)

Amidst these letters I found a small envelope almost 9 x 12 centimetres.  Inside it were three small (almost 6x9 cm) black & white photographs without any writing on the back.  I don't recognize anybody in the photos.  I cannot make out what the people are doing.  I can't imagine why my aunt paid for reprints of this pictures.

Can you?  Come on, family and friends, make an effort.  Put you best detective skills and try to deduce something from what you see below.  First of all, here is the envelope back and front.  Know the photographer?  Know the town?

Next are the three pictures (looks like there should have been five of them), scanned at 600 dpi so you can get a good look at them, if you wish.  I'll be waiting for your comments below!



Now, here they are.  I'll give them numbers to help you identify them.  This first one I'll call Picture 1.


And this one I'll call Picture 2.


And this was the last one I took out of the envelope, Picture 3.


Additional question for you: what should I do with them now? :-)

Thank you!

Thursday, January 06, 2011

Twenty-seven

Jonathan as he walked through the door for work this morning.


Happy birthday, Jonathan!

Sunday, January 02, 2011

My two cents...

Well this one is Christopher's fault.

Last week he was very kindly cleaning out the family's C3.  It needed a good cleaning so he had it out on the parking lot and was taking the vacuum cleaner to it.

Later on in the day I was told he had found two coins under one of the seats.  English coins.  A hundred years old.

They are both English pennies, huge and heavy copper pieces (about 30mm across!) with Britannia seated on one side and the reigning monarch on the other; in this case Edward VII and George V for the two coins dated 1910 and 1917 respectively.

We go up to England fairly regularly and I've got a whole purse of English change and another envelope of pre-decimalisation coins dating back to the fifties and sixties.  But 1910?!

Don't ask.  I'm starting to believe in "our ghost" of this house (Wendy's solution)!



Come to our blog and enjoy the past.

Saturday, January 01, 2011

Bonne année

Lately I've undertaken a definitive project of cataloguing and organizing our wine cellar that has grown in a most haphazard way for the past thirty years.

Today, being the first of the year, Sarah had prepared some foie gras on toast and I picked a bottle  of demi-sec Blanquette de Limoux by Paul Herpe to accompany it.  It is one of my treasures that I have (for some reason) been keeping in the cellar for years.

I can't remember exactly when I got it but it must date from somewhere in the late eighties when I was representing his wines to the UK.

We were anxious to see how the wine had aged after twenty-some years.  As the picture below shows it had developed a very deep straw-yellow colour which was lovely to behold—without losing any of its fruity flavour which came through surprisingly strong and delicious.

It was time it was drunk—since it could not have gotten one whit better!





Happy new year, everyone!