tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31289972038229598822011-07-08T06:08:18.712+02:00Renardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13485870910019275182noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128997203822959882.post-86536636298739946842009-10-21T19:28:00.003+02:002009-10-21T19:34:19.859+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cC3PTCtZ--E/St9FNc79CPI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z0F881KO7Fs/s1600-h/_DSC0019-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cC3PTCtZ--E/St9FNc79CPI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z0F881KO7Fs/s320/_DSC0019-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395106976021416178" border="0" /></a><br />After the Fringe Festival of Edinburgh, Mr Poquelin has taken the show of the Tartuffe to the York Theatre Royal. I made a promotion and had to fix all the lights and sound for the play on the very big stage. Only a few things went badly and I was very popular with the girls in the audience. In the interval I recieved kisses from many of them. It made me very happy to seem so popular onstage and offstage.<br /><br />Thank yous to everyone for coming to see me in the play.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3128997203822959882-8653663629873994684?l=renard-letartuffe2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Renardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13485870910019275182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128997203822959882.post-2978869147070303062009-06-18T13:46:00.000+02:002009-06-18T13:58:16.581+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cC3PTCtZ--E/SjoqHPcYIpI/AAAAAAAAABU/qQbiUA8Il7Q/s1600-h/DSCN3411.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cC3PTCtZ--E/SjoqHPcYIpI/AAAAAAAAABU/qQbiUA8Il7Q/s400/DSCN3411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348633811348890258" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I met this kind man on the streets at the carnival. He is sad because God is sad too. He gave valid advice and recommendations for how to make God happier. He explained that identity cards are one of the Devil's Mark of the Beast. I am scared for the beast in case identity cards become the reality. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3128997203822959882-297886914707030306?l=renard-letartuffe2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Renardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13485870910019275182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128997203822959882.post-89045898208722024642009-05-18T15:08:00.000+02:002009-05-18T15:19:17.103+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cC3PTCtZ--E/ShFgJc5ZLTI/AAAAAAAAABM/ONPEaSobwn0/s1600-h/colour.trans.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cC3PTCtZ--E/ShFgJc5ZLTI/AAAAAAAAABM/ONPEaSobwn0/s400/colour.trans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337152748902755634" border="0" /></a><br /></div>A <img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jethro/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jethro/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Jethro/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /> photo by cameraman Mr. Kenny Mathis posted on the internet website flickr.<br /><br />I met Mr. Mathis last summer when I was giving out advertising posters for our show.<br /><br />Mr. Mathis is a very kind and generous man with a strong eye for the photo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3128997203822959882-8904589820872202464?l=renard-letartuffe2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Renardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13485870910019275182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3128997203822959882.post-4212229452208586672009-05-13T14:46:00.000+02:002009-05-13T14:53:14.950+02:00Bonjour,<br /><br />My name is Renard. I am a clown. I am working for Mr. Poquelin for his performances this summer. I audition for the part of Tartuffe but I am now the stage manager. Mr Poquelin says my humor is not funny enough for the stage. Sometimes he lets me play with the part of Damis his son. This is okay for now but soon I hope to have a full part.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3128997203822959882-421222945220858667?l=renard-letartuffe2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Renardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13485870910019275182noreply@blogger.com0