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Sunrise, Angkor-Vat, Cambodia. January 2018. “Yes, Scotty?” “System is down, Sir, we have to resort to analog visual substitutes”. “Binoculars, Scotty? You must be joking! Are we flying blind?” “They’re very good binoculars, Sir. Mid 20th century. Not a scratch.” “I don’t care, get the system back up! All passengers and crew: fasten seat belts!…

The Dragon and the Snake God

Snakes can be deadly. From cobras to rattlesnakes, poisonous snakes kill approximately 90, 000 people a year across the world. Such powerful animals were made into Gods in many cultures. Buddha slept under the protection of the seven-headed Naga God. Naga is a cobra (also referred to as Naja), who, in its divine form, has…

A road in Singapore. Epilogue

Some of you may remember a previous post of mine on a road in Singapore, named after my great-uncle, René Onraët. The family lore told of that road, of my uncle’s career as a police officer in the Straits settlements at the beginning of the 20th century. The above was sent to me by my…

Pot-pourri cinquante-deux

Mary Poppins? Bogotá, 2018. You sweet thing you… San Francico, 2016. (Some of you may remember my fondness for Lichtenstein’s art…) Amazon forest, 2006. Bradypus. Paresseux in French, sloth in English. This one took over half an hour to cross on the next tree. Slooooow. We need war… Mexico City. 2018. Fingers crossed. London 2016.…

1944. Liberation of Paris. The end

Previously on “Liberation”: the gallant crew of TSS Equinox has gone back in time to Paris, August 1944, in search of the Captain’s uncle Gérard Leclerc who participated in the fighting to liberate Paris. Above: two high-ranking German officers are taken prisoners. The private driving the Jeep seems to be asking: “Where to now, General?”.…

1944. Liberation of Paris

“Mr Spock, Mr Sulu, good morning. Bridge to Engineering room: Scotty? Ready to hop at full warp?” “Yes, Sir. Destination?” “August 19, 1944, Paris.” “The Liberation of Paris, Sir? I’ll put the shields up. May I ask whether we have a special assignment?” “You may, Scotty. We’re looking for my uncle, Gérard Leclerc, who was…