Great cabaret show at TOTH

As usual, the theater of the hill recement presented a show in the tradition of Broadway shows and I invite you to get there, you will not be disappointed !

In the pure tradition of Broadway !

Here are the dates of upcoming performances and a link to get there. Book right now your evening to attend one of them, alone or with friends.

- Next dates of show -

- Today - 1:30 pm SLT 

- Tuesday 13th January - 1.30 start SLT
- Saturday 17th January - 1.30 start SLT
- Tuesday 20th January - 1.30 start SLT
- Sunday 25th January - Noon start SLT
- Tuesday 3rd February - 1.30 start SLT
- Saturday 7th February - 1.30 start SLT

Kyle ! Yous was soooooooo pretty !

Congratulations to art directors, choreographers, performers and technical teams and especially also to the 800 members of TOTH group, which by their presence at various shows and donations allow this wonderful artistic adventure can continue in joy, good humor and friendship !

And here is Rich' ; classy no ?

 

And there is Oliver...wowooo !

Je suis Charlie...

We don't all have the same weapons to express our convictions ... but only true braves, those who don't have to be ashamed of their ideas, are expressed uncovered faces !

Que la plume batte le fer et les balles

Qu'aucune enclume ne forge la morale

Nous sommes libres

Idées immortelles

En nous, l'on porte la fibre

D'un amour universel.  

(This Poem is from my friend Serena Leitner. 

Thanks to her for allow me to publish it and next is a translation, sorry for the rhyme...)

May the feather wins against the iron and bullets

May no anvil forge the morals

We are free 

Immortal ideas

Inside us, we keep the fiber

Of an universal love.

  
Je suis Charlie, I'm Charlie, I am sad ... but I stand, we stand and I'm not afraid, we are not afraid...

They wanted to kill freedom, kill our freedom of speech, freedom for which so many men fought, both men are dead ... They wanted to silence a handful of men who used their pens to caricature and say, for drawing and tell truths...

 

 

They wanted to silence a few cartoonists, but, today, after this horrible tragedy there are thousands, people who just say "Je suis Charlie", we are thousands deny terrorism, obscurantism, fanaticism..., in France, but also in several european towns and capitals but also elsewhere in the world...

Let us remember what Voltaire said in the 18th century :

« Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me battrai jusqu'à ma mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire. »

« I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it »

Since several days, especially when I write these lines I could not hold back my tears and I even cry. They wanted to kill Liberty. Freedom, always I will cherish your name ...

May my tears, and all those paid by bereaved families and relatives of the victims, the ones of the thousands of anonymous, in France and in the world, yes, all these tears will meet and form a stream, a river, a river which will irrigate all the fields or blossom and grow the trees of liberty...

They used weapons against your pencils but it's ink to continue to flow, not blood ...

Charb, Cabu, Wolinski, Tignous, Honoré, Bernard Maris, Mustapha Ourrad, Elsa Cayat, Frédéric Boisseau, Michel Renauds, Franck Brinsolaro, Ahmed Merabet, Clarissa Jean-Philippe, Yoav Hattab, Philippe Braham, Yohan Cohen, 

...we will not forget you...

 but I also like that we don't forget to have thoughts to all civilians, children or adults who die every day in Gaza, in Israel, in Syria, Afghanistan, Mali, Ukraine and elsewhere in the world, victims of murderous folly, terrorism, madness of men acting under the guise of religions...

Don't forget them ...

Then today, I'am Christian, I'am Muslim, I'am Jewish, I'am sad but I'm stand up and... 

I'm not afraid,  I'am Charlie

we are not afraid, we are Charlie...    

 

Drawing by Serena Leitner in tribute to victims

 

Remember an impromptu visit at Uncle Barns and memories of childhood...

There are some days, sorting my pictures, I found photos taken during an impromptu visit to the uncle Barns farm.

It was during a summer afternoon very hot and stormy. I was on vacation in the area and I decided to make a surprise visit to Uncle Barns. It would also allow me to see Falco, one of my two horses that are permanently at Uncle Barns farm.

After spending a moment and share a coffee with Uncle Barns, I went myself to the field where Falco was. You should have seen his excitement when he saw me ! He began to neigh and galloping all around the pasture !

I jumped the fence and went to Falco who finally stopped in front of me prancing, so, I grabbed Falco by the neck and rode him bareback ! it  was great !!!

It was getting hotter and hotter and the sky darkened further. It was sure there would be a storm in the late afternoon ...

I was really happy to ride Falco in this way. At one point, I do not know what went through my head - maybe the heat became almost unbearable, or the desire to discover a previously unknown feeling - I started to take off my shirt and I layed on his neck. 

The sensation of hair slightly damp by sweat on my bare chest was extraordinary, extraordinary to the point that I finally decided to undress completely to ride Falco entirely naked except for my boots...

...Mmmm, what a good sensation...

to ride Falco that way...

I don't know how long I remained naked in this torpor riding Falco, carefree, happy, a light and warm wind radiating my body of soothing sensations...

It is the voice of Uncle Barns coming from the garage where he was that suddenly pulled me out of this pleasant indolence ...

- " Iasfy ...? Iasfy ...? I forgot to tell you that the tractor engine no more start ! Could you take a look and try to fix that problem ?

Reluctantly, I put feet on the ground, while stroking the side of Falco. I jumped back above the barrere and I lead to the tractor wich was a few steps from the enclosure. I even didn't took care I was still naked...

 

I just smiled, thinking about the head that would make Uncle Barns if he had seen me in my birthday suit standing in front of his tractor...

Would he be angry as he did,  as child, I did the worst silliness (such as open all the cages in which rabbits were !!!), he grabbed me to punish me !? In those moments, it was not uncommon that he lead me in the barn pinching my ear. He then sat on the stool he used to milk the cows and then, while holding me with one hand, he unbuttoned with the other hand, the straps of the overalls I was wearing, then lowered my brief wich was going to join my overalls on my ankles.

 

Then, starkers, feeling the breeze caressing my ass cheeks he plated hand on my back and he forced me to lie down over his knees to flank me a long and severe bare ass spanking, which he thought, would help me to behave other than a naughty boy... According to his anger, these spanking were sometimes administered bare hands or with a willow wand, which inevitably made me dancing !!!

It was only when he felt that my buttocks were quite red and stinging enough that he ordered me to stay in the corner, hands on head to meditate on my driving mistakes, time he deemed necessary.

I remember once even he obliged me to stay naked all day long, redenned buttocks,  and I had to mow the lawn in this state and facing at the same time smirks and mockery of the two neighbor's son whom one was younger than me the other 3 months my oldest.. Me, I must have been 11 years...

Recalling all these somewhat bitter memories made me smile while I was still in front of Uncle Barns tractor and, somehow, I wondered whether, in that moment, I did not want to still be 11 years old, the age of innocence and silliness...

Best wishes for 2015

My wishes are guaranteed only one year but they are the best ones ; then, to all of you my friends and frequent or occasional readers of this blog, I send you my best wishes for 2015!

Let this year bring you all you can expect from it to those you love : happiness, joy and health...

Happy New Year!