These Dreams: Le Coq Sportif
A short time ago, a French trainee and I were discussing France's national symbols, and the PMU posters came up. I was highly amused.
The coq making ficeler the rosbif is my favourite, because you just know he killed the bull first. He would have done it some time after entering dans l'arene and playing torero with it. (Is it still cruelty to animals if it's another animal doing it?)
Basically, anything that opens itself up to parody warms my heart. And the parody posters were hilarious.
On the left, a coq which has just taken an entire IKEA kit apart. (Take THAT, Sweden!!!) On the right, Sweden's answer . . . which France totally set itself up for. LOL!
What does this have to do with dreams, you ask?
Well, the night after my trainee and I had that conversation, I dreamed that my family had a pet chicken. A pet chicken that really, really liked me. I occasionally picked it up to pet it, but it refused to be put down and followed me everywhere. I couldn't escape it, and soon I started to feel stalked. The dream ended with me holed up in the bathroom and the family fowl clucking at me on the other side of the door.
Before you point it out, yes, I see the irony of someone being fearful of a chicken. A white-feathered chicken, no less.
I'm overworked and really tired.
Has anyone else had any telling dreams lately?
Image Sources: a) "Nous sommes prets a . . ." PMU posters, b) PMU parody poster, c) "On s'est fait plumer" poster