30 December 2016

246. AUXERRE IN BURGUNDY


On the way up to Belgium I didn't bother to stop anywhere. Road signs usually take you around on some ring road to your next destination unless you specifically follow those with "Centre Ville" on them.  On my way back from Belgium I did stop in two places. At one stage I drove across a peaceful river and parked right along its left bank where barges were nicely tied up. I was in Auxerre, a city in Burgundy. And as it turned out "downtown" in Auxerre is up on a steep hill.

 
The river YONNE flows northward into the Seine river and then still northward into the Channel













AUXERRE is pronounced "aussaire" and is renowned in France for its football team. I thought I'd explore it  for a while. Climbing up the steep and narrow medieval streets I arrived in front of a side door to the huge cathedral, named St Etienne i.e. St Steven in English. Houses are built right up to the walls of the cathedral. You'd think... how rude!... the reason being, I heard, that in medieval times people thought that God himself dwelled inside the church and therefore, if you wanted to be in a "safe" place, it was wise to live as close to it as possible.





When I arrived at the top there was a small square with parked cars and restaurants, cafeterias, bars, pizzerias, all kinds of eating places. In France the main meal of the day is lunch and shops and offices close down from 12 to 2pm. This square had attracted all the hungry people in the town and so, when I entered a certain "brasserie", the waiter apologized that the place was full... except for one high chair at a bar like table already occupied by two diners. I didn't mind, sat there and ordered a "salade océane", a mixed salad with sea food on it. Quite yummy. And a conversation started between a young woman and myself about... traveling and living overseas! Well, yes, it's my favorite subject and it went well with the "salade océane".

On the way down to my car I bought two bottles of Burgundy wine. My favorite is Bourgogne aligoté. 

  


29 December 2016

245. The Urge To Share


- Look Mum what I found!

Children are always eager to share what they find or discover. FaceBook is surfing on this urge. As adults we tend to refrain from pulling people by the sleeve to "share" what we've found or discovered but FaceBook said it's O.K... it's even all we do on FB. When I find some article or some photo or some story I like, I click on the button "share" and all of my "friends" get to know about it. The story I wanted to share with them appears in their notifications like a dead bug with 6 legs on your mom's hand.

Well... I got tired of that after some years on FaceBook and deleted my account. Now I'm back with blogging and I'm going to SHARE this little story with you, of my recent trip from the middle of France where I live to my cousin's place in Belgium. Will you like it?!

See my google map below.

As I can't drive my old car, a Talbot Samba of 1981, on motorways being a nuisance to the traffic zooming past me in anger, I chose to drive on highways. Much more pleasant in any case: you can stop anywhere any time, take photos or have a picnic by the roadside. So from CHATEAUROUX I drove eastwards to BOURGES and out further to LA CHARITE-sur-LOIRE, the Loire river there being the eastern limit of my province of Berry. Then in a kind of slanting North-East itinery I drove to and past AUXERRE, then TROYES and finally CHALONS-en-Champagne where I stopped overnight at the Campanile Hotel. Straight roads all the way, flat country, Burgundy and Champagne provinces. That was on a Sunday, easy going no heavy traffic and no trucks as trucks and lorries and other heavyly loaded monsters are not allowed on French roads on Sundays. I hope they keep that rule, it's great.

In the morning even at 9 am when I was ready to move on there was a heavy coat of ice on my windscreen. Not easy to get out of town and find the right exit with a small hole in the windscreen and no visibility at the back. But my little old car is great, the heating system sends hot air inside very fast... not like some supposedly modern machines! And with the precise advising of the young lady at the hotel I was able not to miss the wrong turn. I wanted to take the ordinary road through the battle fields of WWI. The names of some villages were familiar to me from my grandfather's stories. Very flat country. End of November and beginning of December was sugar beet harvesting. Monster machines were vomiting large size beets on great heaps of them by the side of the road where similarly monster trucks were taking them away. I stopped and sneeked to pinch one sugar beet... t'was for teaching purpose Sergeant! Yes, I thought I'd show a sugar beet to my grandchildren for them to visualize where the sugar we eat comes from. Next an along the road were military cemetaries with rows of small white crosses and a war memorial on top of a hill. Flat country, flat as a pancake.

After I got to RETHEL, hills and woodland started to appear. I had reached the Ardennes region. Then it was straight northward to CHARLEROI where I reached my cousin's house at 3.30 pm. Since he wasn't going to get home from work before 6 I ended up in a tavern drinking various Belgian beers... All is well that ends well... I hadn't seen my cousin in donkeys years and was very happy of my little trip to Belgium.

I never stopped for a photo on the way up. Coming back I took the same road, stopped overnight at the same hotel in Châlons-en-Champagne and made sure to have some photos to SHARE of the last day of my trip.

  








25 May 2016

244. HAPPINESS IS...

Happiness is a Wednesday afternoon with the kids. Yes, Madam!

Wednesdays in French schools is a day off or at least half a day off. So, my grandchildren come for lunch with me every Wednesday. Today we had a small appetizer of "mozzarella di bufala" with some cucumber slices dipped in balsamic vinegar. Quite danty! That Italian cheese is made with bufalo milk. It has a definite taste, not like the usual mozzarella with regular cow milk. For a main dish we had fried potatoes with steak tidbits cooked with shallots, not chives, the real "Èchalottes". For sweets we had a ready made "floating island" that you buy in plastic containers and that kids love, a floating island being a meringue floating on custard... you've got to have imagination in life.

What to do in the afternoon can be a problem at times. But today the weather being favorable for picking fruit outdoors, we drove (in my "sports car" of course) some 20 km to a place where you can pick your own strawberries and pay for what you picked by the weight. We picked some 5 kilograms of big red sweet smelling strawberries. And we drove home.



This is where it becomes interesting. We drove home with the hood down under the sun and in the wind, stuffing our faces with strawberries as it went. Just heavenly. Through the forest on a small country road. With birds singing. And clouds following us above our heads.

At one stage we came across a place with horses and carts and things. We veered in and asked for info. on horse riding etc. The place is called Laleuf, they have a website and are on FaceBook. It looks like a place we will visit again.

After that, we drove on to town. The kids sitting in the back were finding dolphins, dragons and sharks in the clouds! 

  

I love Wednesdays with the kids. 

21 May 2016

243. Welcome home







"Welcome home" is a phrase you often hear in English. It sounds lovely. It stems from the heart and carries benevolent feelings. In the scriptures, it is what the old man could have said to his prodigal son when he saw him a the end of the path, coming home.

I have two examples in memory when hearing it stirred me to tears: that time in 1997 when we made it to port late at night after three days of howling weather sailing a boat into Auckland harbor. It is what the Customs officers said to the Captain. Welcome home! It was not addressed to me, New Zealand not being my homeland, but it felt real good.

The other memorable occasion is when flying from Europe to the U.S.A. in 1980, it was announced the plane was beginning its approach to the Kennedy airport. Americans in the plane clapped loud and clear. They were delighted to be landing back in their homeland.

I don't want to sound bitter and bickering here. I only want to state how it feels when you are a French expat coming home. There's no phrase equivalent to "welcome home" and Customs officers have no special benevolent feelings for you. A phrase I heard once when arriving from a distant land was: "qu'est-ce que vous êtes allée faire là-bas?" (something like: what on earth did go there for?) You get no special treatment for belonging to your homeland. In Britain back in the 60s there were two queues for people arriving at Customs, one for British citizens and one for "aliens", foreign people for which Britain was not their homeland. Fair enough. I do think that nationals should not be treated just as anyone else. In my view your nationality is a very precious part of yourself. It is not something you can put on or off like a hat. It should be "inaliénable", i.e. hard to get if you are not born into it, indeed very hard to acquire, but "inaliénable", i.e. an inalienable right to belong to a definite nation. Then, that nation is your homeland. The land you regard as your home, where you are welcome wholeheartedly when you return from a long stay away. No matter what.

5 May 2016

242. ART de VIVRE

I often clash with friends and even members of my family about ways and manners of doing things. Specially, being French, about table manners. It is said that the French have a special ART de VIVRE concerning food and eating habits and other things as well. When looking for a translation into English of this particular phrase, I found that people were at a loss with it: "art of living" does not really translate the concept.

Let me explain my views on this. It has to do with esthetics and the epicurean philosophy. As applied to life it means: the manners showing your sense of beauty with which you tackle a given situation or activity. Your "art de vivre" shows you have an ideal for beauty. Linked with epicurian philosophy it shows you have the ability to see beauty in every simple gestures of human activity and you derive pleasure out of it. Your perception of beauty triggers a feeling of pleasure.

For my part I have a highly developed perception of beauty and it triggers in me a strong feeling of pleasure when the level of beauty is achieved. I am not talking of the beauty of ladies as seen by men. I am talking of the harmony, sense of peace and balance, you can find in everything. French culture, as I know it, has developed this need for harmony, balance and peace in every field of life and particularly with anything to do with food and eating habits. The contrary applies when my sense of harmony is aggressed and the peace is destroyed by anyone who has no "art de vivre", I get very depressed.

For example... say I'll have someone for lunch. It will be at the table simply decorated, the plates perhaps matching the color of the tablecloth, a glass above the plate and in the middle of it, cuttlery on each side. The food is served, not out of the pot in the kitchen and then delivered, but in a nice dish at the table so that everyone is free to help themselves for the amount they require. The food is eaten as accompaniement to a pleasure giving conversation, not gulped in a hurry to satisfy mondane needs. The food is eaten completely to show respect for those who prepared it. Harmony, peace and pleasure converge.

When I have teenagers for lunch who nowadays don't have this "art de vivre", destroy the beauty and kill my pleasure, I get quickly angry and depressed.

Can you teach "art de vivre"? or is it innate, inborn, inbred? How did I learn about it? At home? At school? in books? in films?

Will this French "art de vivre" survive my generation or will it disappear within the next decade?


Those manners, not necessarily table manners, showing a definite sense of beauty with which any given situation or activity is tackled, have been developed over the last few thousand years, in France and on continental Europe in general. This age old ideal for beauty shows best in our old cathedrals and in our landscapes. Beauty for its own sake. Linked with the epicurean philosophy throughout the centuries, every little gesture of human activity was made to gain and give pleasure. 

To finish, here's an article in "The Local", France's news in English, entitled: The French eating habits the world should learn from.

3 May 2016

241. Know who you are (2)





We are in 2016 and in the Chinese zodiac we are in the Year of the Monkey. Yay! My year, this year!!! It had better be a good one...

In the effort of getting to know who I am, the Chinese zodiac can also help. We can shrug our shoulders today on what old wisemen in the depth of the past came out with. Who can be sure that the findings of an Albert Einstein will not look ludicrous to people in three or four thousand years from now? So I will not discard getting to know what it says about who I may be. And here it goes, as taken on websites on internet:

The Wu Xing (Five Elements) sign of the Monkey is Metal (Jin), so the animal stands for brilliance and perseverance. According to Chinese zodiac analysis, people born in a Year of the Monkey always have smart, agile and active characteristics. They are endowed with highly adaptable abilities because of their complicated living environment.

People born in the Year of the Monkey according to the Chinese zodiac always have enviable abilities and wisdom. Their skills and smart ideas can be seen by others when they are very young. A sharp foresight and a unique perspective promote their development in every aspect. Other people are always amazed at their acute intuition and predictive powers. If there is an established goal, they apply strong actions to achieve it. A strong curiosity causes them to want to bravely try everything interesting. All bark and no bite is not their lifestyle. They win a high popularity among others because of their amicability and kindness. They always try their best to help others in daily life. An upbeat attitude always influences them and everyone around them.

Monkeys are lively and sprightly, which tends to lead to their impatience. When things develop in unexpected ways, they appear to be irascible, fussy and upset. Sometimes they are not willing to listen to othersí advice or ideas.  A stubborn personality influence their original judgments and decisions. They lack enough prudence when something fails. When having some small successes, they are always satisfied with current conditions. Being short of long-range plans, they often get into trouble on their way to success.

Having a strong adaptability to their environment, they can be competent in almost any job. They are naturally persuasive. Superb communication skills, strong logical proposals and high-efficiency working plans get a lot of appreciations from their bosses or group leaders. In their eyes, pleasures are more important than jobs, thus they are likely to give up their current jobs and seek their ideal ones. Fresh and novel work always attracts their eyes. Their enthusiasm and curiosity urge them to finish tasks with high quality.

They have sprightly and energetic personality traits, so jobs related to social intercourse and brain work will be their preferential options. As for group work, they have great potential to be the leader.

Suitable Jobs: diplomatist, journalist, writer, or entertainer

Smartness and flexibility always bring them wealth in their whole life. Saving money and living economically life also accumulate a large amount of money. However, they always feel satisfied with their current achievements. They seldom invest more money in other fields, so they often miss some golden chances in daily life. Their wealth accumulated in their youth is the guarantee of a comfortable life in old age.

People with the Chinese zodiac Monkey sign are amiable and easy to approach. There are always pursuers attracted by their lovely character. Someone of the opposite sex with an honest, easy-going and kindhearted personality will catch their eye easily.

Before confirming a stable love relationship, they are accustomed to considering all aspects, including future marriage life, children and family conditions. Excess consideration often leaves an irresolute and half-hearted impression.



However, if they have decided on a soul mate, started a love life, or gotten married, they will be very faithful. They are attentive to their partners likes, interests and habits, in order to fulfill the perfect role of a husband or wife. They need their partner to be loyal to the love relationship and family as well. These responsible traits make them an ideal sweetheart.

Best Matches: Ox, Rabbit
Bad Matches: Tiger, Pi

240. KNOW WHO YOU ARE (1)




An ancient Greek philosopher once said: translated into English "Know who you are", translated into French "Connais-toi toi-même". Having followed the classics at College I was drilled into this way of thinking in my teens in France in the 50s and early 60s. I wrote a diary trying to see through the lines who I was. I sent my handwriting to a graphologist, a would-be science in vogue at the time, in order to hear what they had to say about who I was. And then at 19 I hit the road! There in the action I quickly had to find out who I was. Now in my 70s I think I know. I won't paraphrase another Greek philosopher by saying: I know I don't know. I do know who I am and I can predict my reactions to various situations and people.

According to the European zodiac I come under the Aries sign. Believe or don't believe. I don't regard this as an act of faith. Simply facts you can observe. A theory to be confirmed or not. Take it or leave it. The thing is that the moon has a lot of influence on what happens on the surface of the Blue planet. Why couldn't stars have some influence on human babies at their birth? In any case I recognise myself in the description of the personality of an Aries woman. It goes like this:

"The Aries woman is typically confident, fiery, bold, spontaneous and independent. Very modern and self reliant she is often an inspiration to other women.

Often highly motivated and ambitious this isn't a woman who takes no for an answer, at least not for long! She will typically make a good living, though probably isn't the best at saving the money she makes, instead preferring to enjoy it as it arrives.

In touch with her inner child, on the plus side she tends to be very fun loving and adventurous, and on the negative she can be very sulky if she doesn't get her own way or is ignored. She tends to be very competitive, but unlike some signs also has a strong sense of fair play - she wants to win for herself; to prove to the world she could do it, and isn't interested in deceit or cheating. She hates to be bossed around, or feel trapped.

Aries is a mixture of fearless warrior and undisciplined child, and this is one of the easiest signs to understand. These are action people, extroverted and assertive. They want to be in charge, the boss, the hunter, the instigator. Uncomplicated, bold, aggressive and impulsive. Sometimes they are selfish, insensitive, domineering, blunt, outspoken and impatient. They're never afraid of taking a risk. Lacking in self control they more than compensate in resilience - this is one tough cookie, who will live life to the fullest.

As to relationships, she tends to be either totally into one, or not interested, often there's no middle ground. She's outgoing and can be somewhat flirtatious in a fun and challenging way. The men of other fire signs tend to find this especially hard to resist."

"You are an Aries if you were born between March 21st and April 20th. In a couple of words, the Aries woman personality is energetic and passionate. You will rarely find an Aries woman who is worn out or that has no energy to her.

Aries women live to do things. They wonít want to settle for sitting on the sofa all day. The Aries woman personality traits show she would much rather get up and do something with her day.

The Aries lady is likely to wake up early in the morning in her older years to get her day started. She wants to be productive and get her goals done, and she canít rightly do this if she is sitting around in bed all day.

The Aries woman traits needs her independence if she is to be happy. An Aries woman isnít one to be tied down. If she is committed to anything, itís going to be her career.

While the Aries woman doesnít love the idea of saving money, she will at times because she knows that itís always a good idea to have a financial safety net in place. The Aries female will want a job that she can see herself leading in.

The Aries woman characteristics show she won't want to settle for a simple retail or fast-food job. She would much rather have a job that put her in a position of power. To put it simply, the Aries woman wants to be the boss. This idea is especially attractive to the Aries because when you're the boss you get to make the rules.

She doesnít want to be told what to do by superiors, she wants to be the superior who tells people what to do. Also, a job with a high level of responsibility will pay well. And with a decent paycheck every couple of weeks the Aries woman doesnít need to worry about depending on anyone else for money.

The Aries woman personality traits show she is loyal to her friends and family. Although she may not want to be committed to a romantic relationship, she doesnít mind being committed to her friends and family. Part of the reason that the Aries woman works so hard is to impress the people that she cares about.

While the Aries girl does not need approval to do what she wants, it can still help to boost her self-esteem. The Aries womanís self-esteem is rarely higher than when her family is proud of her.

The Aries woman trait shows she loves her friends, and will do whatever she can to help them, but she will also help to start an exciting adventure or a party. The Aries woman wants to be loved for her skills, as well as her exciting lifestyle.

Since the Aries woman will do whatever it takes to keep herself moving, she is prone to be rather impulsive, even on a daily basis. Her ideas are flowing constantly through her mind.

And when an exceptionally good thought passes through her head she is likely to act on it as soon as possible. This can lead the Aries woman to be more rash than some of the other zodiac signs.

But this also adds to the Aries woman's exciting lifestyle. The Aries woman traits: she is one to take chances. She's not afraid of a little risk in life. In fact, she doesn't see the point of life without a little risk.

The Aries woman personality doesn't want to be with someone who can't match her enthusiasm for life. She will look for a partner who can be as intense and passionate as she is. The Aries woman characteristics shows she is more likely to have flings and one night stands than some of the other star signs.

The Ram lady will want excitement in her life, more than she needs commitment. Anyone who gets into a romantic relationship with an Aries woman should be prepared for a wild ride. The Aries woman is likely to take her partner on adventure-like dates and be wild in the bedroom as well."

(copied from websites on the net)

29 April 2016

239. Dating on a website

Decidedly it is not for me. I'm not the type to fit into the scheme. Not that I don't like the fact that you court through a computer screen. It isn't the media that bothers me. No. It's just the scheme that you have to fit into I can't cope with.

Recently I have tried one American dating site new to me, called OK-something or other. Very friendly. The first approach is very positive, no hassle, no harrassing. A little at a time, if you care for it, you can reply to their hundreds of questions. Your "profile" gets shaped as you fill the questions in. For example: do you consider astrology to be a legitimate science? How important is art in your daily life? Are geeks sexy? Is it possible to love someone you don't even like? Do you believe in an after-life? If you got married would you change your name? Is it generally acceptable to you for a sex partner to initiate foreplay while you are sleeping?

Well, my profile came up as follows: 
MORE THAN AVERAGE
indie, sloppy, old-fashioned, conservative, into exercise, optimistic, playful, scientific, wholesome, good natured.
LESS THAN AVERAGE
trusting, kinky, rational, giving, love-driven.

Would you date somebody like that? I certainly would not!

But never mind, my photo attracted some potential partners. With one of them it went like this (in French):

- Pardonnez moi pour cette intrusion sur votre pétillant profil que je viens de survoler. Je sais que nous ne nous connaissons pas et que nous n'avons même pas d'amis en commun mais moi je voudrais vous dire que j'aimerais faire votre connaissance et c'est sans vouloir vous importuner que je viens y déposer une petite trace de mon passage.
Peut-être que ces quelques mots ne resterons pas sans réponse, à bientôt! Moi c'est Fred :-)

- ah bon alors vous aimez l'aïoli dans l'Iowa, j'avoue que je n'ai pas encore essayé. Bonjour, moi c'est Bertha, type mafalda qui n'aime pas se faire marcher sur les pieds mais qui n'a pas d'autorité naturelle. J'ai bien bourlingué et j'adore les enfants. Je suis grand-mère de 2 loustics métis. Voilà pour moi! un homme d'affaires, quelles z'affaires? PS je suis bien plus vieille que vous, ça ne marchera pas!

- Pourquoi pensez-vous que ça ne marchera pas, on peut se donner juste une chance et voir où cela nous mènera.

- Vous voulez vraiment avoir l'air de sortir avec votre grand-mère??? je suis sur FaceBook à Bertha Duchenoque.

- Ma devise à moi l'âge la distance la couleur etc n'ont pas d'importance, pour moi l'important c'est la sérénité du coeur et la fidélité ainsi que la confiance dans un premier début de contact avec toi. J'espère qu'on peut se tutoyer!
Mon Facebook c'est Fred Nurke tu  peux peut-être m'envoyer une invitation. Je ne me connectes pas comme ça mais pour toi je vais me connecter si tu veux bien faire ample connaissance avec moi. Je vous ai envoyer l'invitation sur Facebook.

- pour faire plus ample connaissance et si tu ne te connectes pas souvent, on peut correspondre par email: bertha@blabla.com

- Ah OK c'est encore plus pratique. Je t'enverrai un mail à cette adresse de suite, mais j'ai déjà envoyé l'invitation sur Facebook tu pourrais ajouter aussi ça ferait un plus. Alors discutons par mail je vous écrit de suite.

- l'ennui pour FB juste là maintenant, c'est que je crois l'avoir bazardé par erreur car le FB de ma petite fille avait un problème de hacking etc bla bla bla. On va voir!

- OK mais je viens de t'envoyer un mail à ton adresse Bertha. Vous tardez à me répondre par courrier ou vous êtes occupée?
- Non ça y est je l'ai fait
- mais je ne vois toujours rien dans ma boite de réception.


La suite sur email dans le désordre:

- en fait je suis très déçu car je me dis que tu te fies plus aux apparences et ce que les gens disent, apprends plutôt à t'écouter toi même, moi je veux bien te connaitre et entretenir une relation avec toi mais je ne comprends vraiment plus.

- je n'ai pas trop envie de continuer, pour tout dire. J'ai un blog en anglais si ça vous intéresse: blablabla. blogspot. Je ne veux vraiment pas sortir avec quelqu'un de bien plus jeune que moi.

- Vous êtes mariée? des enfants?

- OK je suis rassuré Bertha. Comment s'est déroulée votre journée aujourd'hui?

- oui oui, c'est moi

- Coucou Bertha, c'est Fred du site OKdrag, je vous écrit ici pour me rassuré que c'est bien à vous que je viens de parler sur le site.

- voilà, ça y est, le pot de colle. Merci de me lâcher les baskets. Je veux bien discuter de choses et d'autres, mais PAS DEVENIR TA DULCINEE.

- Alors c'est comme ça que tu voie les choses? Tu trouves que je suis un pot de colle? Moi? Passe une bonne soirée et bonne chance dans ta recherche, sache t'adresser aux gens au moins c'est le minimum des choses, car je vois que le respect que j'ai eu pour toi n'a pas été réciproque.


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How does one identify predators on this kind of websites? 

Here, in a few lines and within minutes, I had someone starting with a compliment: "bubbly profile". After I stated that I did not wish to be the grandmother of my lover, the prospective partner stated that age and color did not matter. What really mattered was: "serenity of the heart, faithfulness, and trust in the first contact". After I suggested he could be (I meant "just") a FaceBook friend, he asked I sent him an invitation and added that although he doesn't use FB much, he would do it for me. He quickly then confirmed that HE sent me the invitation to his FB. He seemed in a rush. At that stage I started feeling like a fish a fisherman has just hooked up and is getting nervous at the idea of losing. 

In between I had suggested that since he was not using FB much he could email me and I gave my email address. At this point, the exchange turned very negativelly for me. He wrote within minutes: "I have sent you an email, you are slow in answering, or are you busy?" In order to get out of this uncomfortable exchange I clearly stated that I did not want to persue. I wrote that I did not wish to go on with the exchange but that he could read my blog and I gave the blog's url, adding again that I did not wish to date anyone who could be my grandson. Since he did not seem to understand, I clearly wrote in capital letters that I did not want to be his sweetheart. Explosion of anger: he was disappointed, accused me of only trusting appearances, and listening to what people said, saying in the imperative: "learn how to listen to yourself". He did not understand anymore, he said. By then I lost my temper and wrote in colloquial language to stop being a glue pot, to let go of my shoe laces (French expression!). Finally he gave me a lesson: "know to address yourself to people, at least, it's a minimum, I see the respect I had for you is not shared".

Of course this rendition of my exchange with this fellow is told by me. It could be bias of course. His rendition would certainly be different. I quickly copied the text of the messages exchanged on the website. It was harder to copy the text of the emails as I had deleted them in anger and fear. Yes, fear. I experienced having a relationship once in the 1990s with a narcissist pervert, someone with NPD disorder. I felt the need to run away as fast as I could. Here's a 15 minutes video on how it runs in a couple when one is a pervert. Do take the time to see it to the end. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wokOgLqdtf4



4 April 2016

238. SCIENCE FICTION chapter 1

NEAR FUTURE 2045

copyrights Frankie Pérussault 2013-2016

Foreword

Some say that a book is bad when the very first page is not terribly exciting.  I don't agree. A book is to be discovered, it does not give itself stark naked at first contact. 

I invite you here to discover, un-cover this book kindly, slowly, to find out about the various characters and maybe love them.

This story is a fiction although I do use my own experience of life to tell stories. If you find that it is not coherent or in line with astrophysics data and quantic biometry…!..., please put it on account of my mad imagination.

This text is without sugar added and is guaranteed neither morbid nor sordid. I rave about our near future without fear as I believe it will not be as stressing or anguishing as we tend to think. The idea of the future brings no trauma to me, no need for me to introduce rather comical crude violence in it. We step into the future each day by adapting to new things, keeping at the same time habits and ways of the near and far past. This is what gives body to the present.

I would love to live what I am writing here. Would you?


____________

The text for this Science Fiction story is in "pages" under the Header of this blog.
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The original French text can be read under WeLoveWords here:
http://welovewords.com/collections/futur-proche

Space Flute Duet from spacevideo on Vimeo.

254. END OF THIS BLOG

I started this blog in 2005 under a different name. When I deleted it at one stage its title was stolen, borrowed, hijacked by someone ...