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Ils sont fous ces Romains!


I was pleasantly surprised to see this fellow stencilled outside of Rosny library yesterday. I am not the biggest fan of graffiti, but can tolerate it if it looks halfway decent. In this way, I quite like some of the complex stencilling that appears from time to time around Hobart and its environs.

Even better when some of my fondest memories as a young ‘un involve the adventures of the heroic Asterix and his band of hardy Gauls. I will confess to having some Roman sympathies, and if I am truly honest, I was always more of an Obelix-man, due to my terribly unreasonable and unfair distaste for unusually short men.

That said, I have read every one of Goscinny and Uderzo’s comics. I also look forward to a time when Henry and Ezra will get into them (and thus give me to unashamedly re-read them all). If you’ve not given them a go, and don’t mind some of the anti-Belgian humour, visit the local library and check them out!

Comments

Jules said…
Oh i too loved Asterix and the kids here also love him - the culture gap between Early Rome and Rabaul are quite massive but they seem to make the leap!!!

Love the time travel post - such a laugh I had.


Oh and the "I haven't slept a wink" blog - my heart goes out to you. We were so lucky we had two babies who slept all night - and i swear not a drop of brandy passed their lips!!!!
Anonymous said…
Neat post. I have not seen this character is a long time.
EG CameraGirl said…
Henry and Ezra will enjoy your enthusiasm for sure!
Anonymous said…
I agree, I think Asterix is hilarious. I never got into Tintin, but Asterix was/is brilliant.

I reckon that's one of the best thing about having kids (she says, not actually having any of her own yet) - you get to relive those cool (and very funny on an adult level too) books and programmes. If I ever have kids I'm going to stick myself in front of the telly, never mind the kids!
Gerald (SK14) said…
nice one

re your comment about Ricky Hatton - well Hyde is part of Greater Manchester and to the international media it is all just Manchester - as to the "mean streets" that is newspeak for being born on a council estate.
blackie said…
I loved A & O, but that stoopid Bard used to really annoy me! I wanted Obelix to squish him with his big butt.
I am not a big fan of defacing property, but I do find graffiti to be interesting. Cool shot. :-D
Kris McCracken said…
Mary, not a graffiti fan either, but will concede that occasionally there is a time and place.

Blackie, good old Cacophonix. I grew to love him! I always enjoyed finding him bound and gagged on the last page of each story.

Hyde DP, good to see Ricky putting back in. It’s too easy to walk away from problem areas and not look back.

Jackie, I never like Tintin either. It wasn’t until of late that I have seen some of the (to be polite) rather crude images of the Belgian Congo that featured. Even more insulting when you know of the horrendous crimes of the Belgians against the locals there.

lv2scpbk, thanks!

EGTG, they don’t have to worry about Jen or I faking an enthusiasm for books, that’s for sure! Henry is already addicted himself.

Abe, Asterix remains HUGE in France!

Jules, we slept a bit better last night. Henry is a great little sleeper, once we got his routine sorted. Both parents and children a better company when the sleeping gets sorted!
Babzy.B said…
happy to see that our french heroes are so well known and appreciated !:)
Anonymous said…
Nice to see that someone remembers Asterix and the gang! I remember discovering them one day and then spending all my time getting my hands on more to read :-)

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