tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12396244388974532682011-11-28T00:56:12.132+01:00Une Lumière Existe Dans La plus Sombre Des Obscurités... Il Suffit De Trouver le Moyen De L'allumer...Aurore G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05450232625095342181noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1239624438897453268.post-82459369134805750212008-05-10T00:15:00.003+02:002008-05-10T00:38:53.634+02:00<span class="postbody" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Cette série met en scène les enquêtes de l'inspecteur Tom Barnaby et de son adjoint Gavin Troy dans une région anglaise fictive, le Midsomer.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Les affaires qu'ils doivent résoudre sont toujours peuplées d'un grand nombre de cadavres, ont pour cadre des milieux extrêmement divers et sont souvent extrêmement complexes.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> </span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" class="postbody" ><span style="line-height: normal;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="postbody" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">A première vue, le Midsomer est un endroit charmant, typique de cette campagne anglaise, où la vie s'écoule tranquillement. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Hélas, à première vue seulement, car depuis quelques temps, il se passe de drôles de choses : conflits, incidents, accidents,</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"> </span><span style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">meurtres.</span> </span></span><span style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Heureusement, l'Inspecteur-Chef Tom Barnaby et son fidèle adjoint le Détective Sergent Gavin Troy (puis le Détective Sergent Dan Scott et aujourd'hui le Détective Ben Jones) veillent et mènent l'enquête. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">Tom Barnaby est marié à Joyce Barnaby. Ils ont une fille Cully Barnaby. </span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="maintitle"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="maintitle"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">N'hésitez pas un instant, si vous connaissez cette série policière britanique et surtout si vous l'aimez... Venez me retrouvez sur le forum que je viens de créer :</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="maintitle"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"><br /><a href="http://midsomerrpg.xooit.fr"><br /></a></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="maintitle"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"><a href="http://midsomerrpg.xooit.fr">http://midsomerrpg.xooit.fr</a></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="maintitle"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"><br /><br /></span></span><br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2OGWFBJlNiY&amp;hl=fr"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2OGWFBJlNiY&amp;hl=fr" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1239624438897453268-8245936913480575021?l=darkeurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurore G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05450232625095342181noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1239624438897453268.post-47304066988224630472008-05-07T23:35:00.004+02:002008-05-08T00:30:33.848+02:00<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">The Winner takes it all- ABBA</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I dont wanna talk</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">About the things we've gone through</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Though it's hurting me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Now its history</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I've played all my cards</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">And that's what you've done too</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Nothing more to say</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">No more ace to play</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">The winner takes it all</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">The loser standing small</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Beside the victory</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">That's her destiny</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">I was in your arms</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Thinking I belonged there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">I figured it made sense</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Building me a fence</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Building me a home</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Thinking I'd be strong there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">But I was a fool</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Playing by the rules</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">The gods may throw a dice</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">Their minds as cold as ice</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">And someone way down here</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">Loses someone dear</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">The winner takes it all</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">The loser has to fall</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">Its simple and its plain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">Why should I complain.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">But tell me does she kiss</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Like I used to kiss you?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Does it feel the same</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">When she calls your name?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Somewhere deep inside</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">You must know I miss you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">But what can I say</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Rules must be obeyed</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">The judges will decide</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">The likes of me abide</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Spectators of the show</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">Always staying low</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">The game is on again</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">A lover or a friend</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">A big thing or a small</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">The winner takes it all</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">I dont wanna talk</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">If it makes you feel sad</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">And I understand</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">You've come to shake my hand</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">I apologize</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">If it makes you feel bad</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">Seeing me so tense</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">No self-confidence</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">But you see</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">The winner takes it all...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">The winner takes it all...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Note : Vraiment très belle cette chanson... </span><br /><br /><br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OuJl1T-trLw&amp;hl=fr"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OuJl1T-trLw&amp;hl=fr" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1239624438897453268-4730406698822463047?l=darkeurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurore G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05450232625095342181noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1239624438897453268.post-69652482813646412822008-05-07T23:13:00.003+02:002008-05-08T00:30:08.362+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">A vous de deviner ce qu'ils vous disent... ;)</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Je sais, vous allez vous dire qu'est-ce qui m'a pris de vouloir mettre d'un coup des poussins sur mon blog, </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">mais alors que je promenais sur youtube en ne sachant pas quoi aller voir, et bien le premier mot qui m'ait venu à l'esprit,</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">c'est le mot : </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">Poussin.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Donc voilà, j'ai tapé poussin, et cliquez sur la première vidéo à ma portée...<br />Et voilà comment celle-ci est arrivée sur mon petit blog ici... <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">Rassurez-vous, je vais essayer de maintenir un certain niveau de sérieux quand même, dorénavant sur ce blog^^.<br /><br />Ils sont pas mignons hein? XD<br /></span></span></div></div><br /><br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qIMKmwCzIc0&amp;hl=fr"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qIMKmwCzIc0&amp;hl=fr" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1239624438897453268-6965248281364641282?l=darkeurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurore G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05450232625095342181noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1239624438897453268.post-28360938315935632162008-03-21T19:18:00.006+01:002008-03-22T10:11:11.941+01:00Pour Ce Deuxième Message, Et Puisqu'il Faut Mettre Une vidéo^^, Alors J'ai Choisi De Mettre Une Chanson Que Je Trouve Vraiment Très Belle...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jaFE60XNZJg&hl=fr"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jaFE60XNZJg&hl=fr" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />Ps : J'aime vraiment beaucoup celle-là et je suis tombée par hasard dessus !!!!!!! (bpn, là je raconte ma vie, donc je vous laisse à la suite de mon blog^^.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1239624438897453268-2836093831593563216?l=darkeurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurore G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05450232625095342181noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1239624438897453268.post-49104574942597129312008-03-21T18:52:00.005+01:002008-03-21T19:13:22.187+01:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">Quand La Lumière Fut Sur Ce Blog...</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ce Fut Un Vendredi 21 Mars 2008 A 18h30.</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Maintenant, puisqu'il faut bien le commencer,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">C'est Là qu'il débute...<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">"Quand La Lumière Fut..."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Quand la lumière fut, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">j'ai vu apparaître une silhouette.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Quand la lumière fut, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">J'ai vu venir à moi un espoir.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Et quand la lumière fut, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Tu es apparu en pleine lumière...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Mais la lumière s'est éteinte de nouveau...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">A présent je suis, dans la plus complète obscurité.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Trouverai-je le moyen de la rallumer ?</span><br /><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Aurore G.<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ps : Soyez tolérant s'il vous plaît, les poèmes et moi ça fait deux. Et moi et les rimes, ça fait quatre^^. </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Plus qu'un poème</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">, c'est un très court texte que j'ai improvisé pour ce premier message. (Fallait bien trouver quoi mettre...). </span></span><br /><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1239624438897453268-4910457494259712931?l=darkeurora.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurore G.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05450232625095342181noreply@blogger.com0