Rendezvous with Obelix

On Beat About the Book (BAB) blog today we have an interview with the most famous sidekick of all time – Obelix – the mustachioed, pigtailed loveable Gaul, best friend of Asterix. You may already know that when he was a baby he fell into a cauldron of magic potion giving him superhuman strength. That potion seems to have also endowed him with a klutzy endearing innocence. We bet you didn’t know that a survey of adolescent girls voted him the ‘sexiest’ Gaul of all time.

We have a breakfast appointment with him this morning and we find him chomping his way through a whole wild boar, a growing pile of licked-clean bones by his side.

Quintessential Obelix

BAB: Good morning Mr Obelix.
Obelix: Mornin’.

BAB: Would it be much trouble for you to put down that boar for a bit?
Obelix(Glaring): Don’t you come between the boar and me! Fire away. What is this about?

Obelix at breakfast

BAB: Well you agreed to be a guest on the blog here, remember? We need you to answer a few questions.
Obelix: Ask Asterix. He’s the talker, the one with brains.

BAB: And you? You’re the one with brawn?
Obelix: (Flexing his muscles) Yeah right.

BAB: You’ve been known to break down doors when you knock at them. Once you gave Asterix amnesia when you hit him on the head. Is it hard remembering that you’re this strong? Does it feel strange being so Big and Fa… err Strong. Doesn’t…
Obelix: WHAT??? Were you going to say Fat? Who’s Fat? WHO. IS. FAT. HERE?

BAB: Strong.. I said strong. And brave – the strong and brave Roman basher.
Obelix: (Calming down right away, a beatific smile lighting up his face) Ah yes the Romans! I love ’em… though they’re not too good at our fight-game. Keep losing. Need more practice, I figure. Once I had this nightmare they were leaving. Imagine that! What life that would be, with no Romans to clobber! I’d likely die of boredom. Some folks believe they invaded us. Heck it was we who dragged ’em here for a bit of sport.

Obelix the brave.

BAB: So what do you do for a living?
Obelix: You still need to ask? You slow or what? I beat up Romans Duh! And (thrusting a chunk of meat in our face) I hunt and eat wild boar for living and oh I make and trade menhirs.

Obelix at work on a menhir.

BAB: Menhirs? What do people do with them?
Obelix: Buy ’em of course! Maan, you’re slow.

BAB: I meant what do they do with them after they buy them?
Obelix: Whatever they please. I sell ’em, what people do with ’em after that ain’t much o’ my business.

BAB: Mr Obelix we’ve heard you’re quite the ladies man. You seem to fall in love quite often.
Obelix: (Blushing) Well I’m a ‘motional kinda man and the girls move my heart. I’m quite a hit with ‘em too. That Panacea’s a beaut and also Mrs Geritrix. Her husband though is another story – crusty old blah.

BAB: What according to you is a perfect life?
Obelix: Boars to hunt, a bunch of Romans to play with, Asterix and Dogmatix by my side and life is perfect.

Linking up to ABC Wednesday the fun alphabetical meme. We’re at the letter O.