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Greeting the New Year in French
We’ve never been very good at New Year’s resolutions. I’m still carrying around that five pounds I meant to lose in, um, 2012, and Norman still hasn’t cleaned out the area around his basement work bench. But this time, we … Continue reading
Posted in French language
Tagged Edith Piaf, francophile, Frantastique, Jacques Prévert, Victor Hugo
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Paris is a billboard
Viewed through the long lens of time, 19th-century photos of advertising broadsides glued to the sides of buildings seem so charming, so urban, so Parisian. But what if it were your wall, or you were the printer whose fine work … Continue reading
Some corner of a foreign field
To the memory of Raymond Hummel, 1886–1916, and John Sieber, 1893–1917, and to the 166 men and 1 woman of Perth Academy who died in the Great War. The remains of my great-uncle Raymond Hummel lie in France, in a … Continue reading
Posted in Family history, World War I
Tagged Colincamps, Commonwealth War Graves Commission, Dar-es-Salaam, First World War, Flowers of the Forest, John Hardie, John King Morrison Hardi, John Lonsdale Sieber, Perth Academy, Raymond Hummel, Royal British Legion, Sucrerie Cemetery, University of Leeds, War diaries, West Yorkshire Regiment
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Designer of the invisible
When you arrive at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, one of the first things you will see is the work of a man who died on September 10 of this year: Adrian Frutiger, type designer. You won’t give it a … Continue reading
Posted in Paris history, Paris metro, Paris travel
Tagged Adrian Frutiger, André Gürtler, Arcueil, Bernard Parmegiani, Bruno Pfäffli, Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, Charles de Gaulle airport, Deberny and Peignot, Erik Spiekermann, Helvetica, Henk Gianotten, Herculaneum, Iridium, Mark Simonson, Ondine, Paris metro, Paul Andreu, Peignot, Roissy, Serifa, Univers, Versailles typeface, Villa Moderne
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Geraniums by any other name
We are fairly laid-back gardeners. Our Toronto garden is small and shady, and nearly all the plants are perennials that come up every year on their own so we do not have to “put in” the garden every spring. We … Continue reading
They Sell Onions, Don’t They?
On a recent trip to London, we visited the Slightly Foxed Book Shop on Gloucester Road. We recommend it highly. One of the treasures Philippa acquired there was They Eat Horses Don’t They? The Truth About the French by Piu … Continue reading
Posted in Paris food, Paris history
Tagged Buffalo Dandy, Buffalo Lazy Randonneur Club, Claude Quimerech, European Ethnological Research Centre, Ian MacDougall, Jean Milin, Jean Saout, Johnny Onion, Onion Johnnies, Onion Johnny, Piu Marie Eatwell, Plouescat, Roscoff, Santec, Scottish Working People’s History Trust, Slightly Foxed, St Pol de Léon, Yves Rolland
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Learning to see: Emily Carr in France
She arrived in Paris with her trunks, her sister Alice, and a malevolent grey parrot called Rebecca. She had purchased Rebecca in Liverpool, where the ship from Canada had docked, and brought the disagreeable bird the rest of the way by … Continue reading
A Sardine Is Not Just a Sardine
I have always liked tinned sardines. When I was a young boy, I found they were the perfect food to take on a hike to Red Hill Creek, King’s Forest, or Albion Falls. Just insert the key, roll back the … Continue reading
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