Every Tuesday I intend to do a quick review of some of the posts from the last week that have made me smile, made me chuckle or, even…. just made me think.
Some of these you may have seen yourselves.
And some of them you may have missed.
I don’t think of these in any competitive sense at all.
This isn’t a top-ten listing.
They’re merely the posts that have stuck in my head.
1). Not really ranty enough for the Rant of the Week Award but worth mentioning all the same, Rosie at A Year Down the Line (well, Three Years Now) had some Height issues that she wanted to share with us.
It would appear that she is just too tall!
It’s amazing what people will discriminate against, isn’t it?
I would have given Rosie an Award for Being Just the Right Size but….
Mrs A Taste of Garlic has been tidying up again and she’s put those awards on the top shelf and….
I freely admit that I am rapidly becoming wider than I am tall!
However, as we all know, the blue ones do go faster and so, sadly, Romke misses out on his award.
Romke does wins about a million brownie points though for telling us that “Forty-plus years ago I was the proud owner of a tatty 1962-model Citroën 2CV.”
Unfortunately, that was back when everything was in black and white and I can’t tell how fast the old grey ones used to go?
Personally I think that she may have been watching too much CSI (whatever that is) as most people (certainly in the rural parts of France) know that the really dangerous toilets are those old hole in the floor ones where you get swept off your feet by the tidal wave of water when you pull the chain to flush.
Perhaps that’s why we’re so keen (us men, at least) to piddle by the side of the road?
It’s a safety thing, you see!
Basically, if you’re planning to need defibrillation in the near future, make sure that you’re with someone who speaks French….
Or just happens to be carrying a good dictionary!
5). The delightful Miss K from Postcards from Paris – Adventures of an Expat published what has to be one of the strangest photographs that I’ve seen for a long, long time (and believe me, I see an awful lot of very strange photos!)
In Things you might see on the street she showed us the window of a wine shop having a sale.
And, you know, I still haven’t got a clue what the underwear has to do with wine?
I’ve long suspected Paris to be the home of all that is frankly looney about France…..
Where as the Staue of Liberty says… “Give me your tired, your poor/Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free” the Eiffel Tower seems to be saying… “Give me your nutters….
They’ll fit right in here!”
OK – now all that stuff is out of the way, let’s get on to the really important stuff…
Of course, it’s Awards Time!
And, I am proud to announce a new winner of the Blog of the Week Award!
This is awarded to the Blog post that has tickled my fancy the most during the past seven days.
Now, I could have picked any one of last week’s posts as the prizewinning one; they are all equally good.
But I am a cat person and so this one gets featured.
Her posts are always beautiful and somehow get under the surface of her lovely part of France and show the true character of what she sees there.
Jilly, if you’d like to place your award on your blog sidebar just email me and I’ll send you the code.
New blogs on the block….
I’ve been keeping my beedy eye on Natalia’s blog at Our Life in France for a few weeks now and, you know what, it looks quite promising!
Natalia’s husband, Lavar, is a professional International Basketball Player and I don’t think we’ve had one of those on here yet?
To sum up the blog, take a little look at this comment I found on the sidebar…
Tae: (one of Natalia and Lavar’s 2 boys)“Mommy, can we pretend that I am the boss now?” Me: “No, Tae, Mommy is always the boss.” Tae: “But Mommy, it is just pretend!!!”
Un an à Angers, cointreau anyone? also shows promise.
Un an à Angers, cointreau anyone? is Annika’s blog and she says… “Hi, my name is Annika Gielen I am 22 and a graduate of the University of Oregon with a double major in international studies and french. I have the wonderful opportunity to move to Angers, France to teach English in a high school. I am so excited to start my life in France and hope that you all will enjoy reading my blog.”
And a strange new blog that I’ve just spotted is Looking for Johnny Onions.
It’s the first blog I’ve ever seen about the onion sellers who used to travel England to sell their wares and I’m sure its going to be a regular read for me.
Estelle has only got one follower on her Google Connect thingy at the bottom of the page (and he looks a bit of a disreputable sort!) so I hoping that a few of you might encourage her with her delightful blog by becoming followers too?
And finally, recently placed on my list of blogs to review when I get round to it is Sarah Kate who is An American Au Pair in Paris.
The blogs only been going about 5 months and Sarah Kate has already eaten Bone Marrow so I have high hopes for the future!
My mailbox has been so bunged up with competition entries I’ve had to resort to electronic enemas to clear the blockage!
Some of the entries so far (and the competition runs until midnight tonight – or someone bribes me sufficiently – whichever comes first) have, I have to say, been a bit desperate?
Please click on the image to see it full size.
But all of them will be put forward to the judging panel and evaluated on their own merits.
The entrant who wrote…
There once was a nun who wore lingerie
And drove a sexy blue 2CV
She says Ooh La La
As she gets in her car
To go mushroom hunting in Brittany
On the back of a ten euro note should be applauded for his efforts but….
Due to inflation we don’t begin to start discussing the merest possibility of bribery and corruption until we see a 20 euro note!
And to the woman who sent me the following…
“There once was a very odd chap
Who kept a lobster in his jockstrap
All round Brittany he was thought
To be rather an odd little sort
To keep those sharp claws in his lap!”
Scrawled on the back of a pair of lacy knickers….
Unfortunately Mrs A Taste of Garlic opens my post!
And believe me, I had some explaining to do!
After all, she didn’t think anyone else know about my little lobster thing…
And wants to know how you found out!
Only concerted protesting from fellow bloggers saved poor Aidan at Conjugating Irregular Verbs from extradition, the guillotine (or worse) which is detailed in her tale of mistaken appropriation of a young girl’s blackboard told in The Tableau Noir.
You will be!
I guess that no one will ever know the complete story about why a mild mannered and respected member of the expat community was driven to perform that act?
But, as a firm believer in rehabilitation and the power of prayer, I shall certainly never mention it again….
Until the next time, that is!
Now for the rest of the awards….
Now Clare lives in Lyon and, a we all know they’re a very weird lot down there but, I do have to say, that anyone who wants to learn to play a Kamalengoni has to be weirder than most!
Good luck with your musical thingy, Clare. Perhaps when you’ve got the hang of it we’ll sponsor a free open air concert for you?
“Schools are closed Wednesday afternoons, but open Saturday mornings.
French women are skinny.
I love cheese. therefore, I am not.”
yes – that about sums the place up!
The wonderfully entertaining (especially now she’s had her hair shaved off!) Poulette at Poulette Paris had little or no competition for this week’s Award for being called viiry viiry OGGLY! by a 4ft dwarf for Short Hair Blues.
It never ceases to amaze me the lengths people will go to to win an award here!
I’ve got to say, Poulette, you’re a brave one – I hope it grows back soon!
The Yum Yum, Fill my Tum Award has to be shared between Barbara at Cuisine de Provence for her Octopus Stew spotted in L’Estaque – Sea, Art and Sun… and Mlle Norvegienne over at Mlle Norvegienne for her delicious sounding Recipe: small savory muffins with Roquefort and walnuts.
I really couldn’t choose between them and I thought that small savory muffins with Roquefort and walnuts dunked into some nice Octopus Stew might be a novel dining experience so they both win.
And, although I’m sure they’ve both won it so many times that they’re getting bored with it all, the Official (unofficial) Paris Photographer of the Week Award gets shared by that photo-journalistic pair, Genie at Paris and Beyond for her Sunday morning – au Café and Virginia at Paris through my Lens for her Dépêchez-vous!!
Which is a subject very close to my heart as my poor Bessie is ill and will cost me a fortune to fix!
Although there have been complaints that Piglet at Piglet in France wins an award every week I couldn’t help but nominate her for the Bump of the Week Award with which, after a lot of cooing generally broody noises, my fellow judges concurred.
Thus, Piglet, a Bump of the Week Award for you for your Friday Foto – My week in photos.
Now, I’m not saying that Delana is a pain in the bum, you understand….
It’s more that she was suffering from one!
Of course, we shouldn’t forget Leslie at La Fourchette s’est Emballée who was Feeling Better.. But Terribly Cranky which mean that I can happily award her the Miss Cranky Pants of the Week Award for complaining about men spitting and weeing in the street!
The only thing that I will say in defence of my fellow male transgressors is that, in my little part of rural Brittany, the public toilet has yet to be invented – that’s our excuse, anyway!
Oh, and apparently, it keeps away the foxes as well!
And just for the people who didn’t win an award this week….
Here are the famous Awards for not Winning an Award!
First on the list of people winning an Award for not winning an Award this Week is that minx at A (Framerican) Seattleite in Paris who is off on her holidays and won’t be blogging for a while.
So, now that her back is turned….
Please feel free to all start talking about her!
However, I did notice, right at the end of the post, the words… “I’m sorry but if it looks like poop and smells like poop, for me, there’s no way around it.
And calling one of my favourite treats Poop sort of disbars Katie from winning any sort of decent prize…..
So, Katie, it’s just an Award for not Winning and Award this Week for you, I’m afraid!
However, after detailed and lengthy scrutiny by all the old boys down the bar (and their brothers and sons and any compete strangers who’d happened to hear of the boob display and popped in for a gander themselves) it was decided not to for the following reasons….
a). Although they were very nice boobs, they were patently not Sarah’s boobs on display and, although we could find nothing in the rules about the provenance of qualifying boobs for this prestigious award, it was felt that it was a little bit cheeky for Sarah to use someone else’s boobs without telling us!
b). The boobs in question had absolutely nothing to do with the text of the blog post. That’s taking being gratuitous a little bit too far – even by the relaxed standard of our judging committee!
c). There were suspicions that Sarah had just slapped a pair of knockers on her post in the vague hope of appealing to my baser instincts and winning some kind of award. And whilst that would normally work, I do have some sort of reputation for impartial and responsible judging – and it’s a reputation that I must uphold!
Thus Sarah, all I can say is….
Nice try but all you get is yet another Award for not Winning an Award this Week!
I’m running out of time as I’ve got ten million limericks to wade through for the Norman’s Folly competition and anyway….
Yet another wedding has come and gone without me being invited to it and Mrs A Taste of Garlic got me such a lovely big hat in the Soldes and I would have loved the opportunity to wear it somewhere posh for a change (rather than just when I’m mucking out the pigs!)
So SJ – once again, just an Award for not Winning an Award this Week for you!
All the best
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