Showing posts with label F. Show all posts
Showing posts with label F. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

le poisson = the fish

A story of ‘fish’ (=‘poisson’) and things that go a bit south in Vanity Fair.
http://www.vanityfair.com/politics/features/2009/04/iceland200904?currentPage=1

Fishermen turned bankers, who were laid off from trading jobs in October and now might return to fishing.
A tiny fishing nation, population 300,000, that decided, around 2003, to re-invent itself as a global financial powernation
The article follows the peculiarly Icelandic logic behind the meltdown.

A fishy tale.

Friday, March 6, 2009

la fête = the party

Every time I log on to Facebook I feel I’m crossing a vortex and end-up in a parallel world where the same ‘party’ = ‘fête’ has been going-on for months…

Don’t they ever work, sleep or even rest?

Thursday, March 5, 2009

un funambule = a ropewalker

The documentary ‘Man on Wire’ chronicles ‘ropewalker’ (=‘funambule’) Philippe Petit's 1974 high-wire walk between the Twin Towers of New York's World Trade Centre.

In 1973, about a year before the World Trade Centre walk, he performed a similar stunt in Sydney walking across two pillars of the Sydney Harbour Bridge.

http://www.abc.net.au/atthemovies/txt/s2372173.htm

Do you ever feel you kind of do it metaphorically? say... at work?

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

le vol = the flight


A 7am flight for breakfast is one of the perks of working between Sydney and Melbourne.


The guy who invented the web check-in to print the boarding pass the night before deserves a Nobel prize.


‘Flight’ QF411 to Melb for work
and ‘Vol’ AF1407 to Paris for holidays…