By Marc Bassets
(El País)
The historian Michel Pastoureau, born in Paris 76 years ago, was a special child. “I had chromatic whims,” he says. One day, we bought him a blazer for a wedding. He wanted it as navy blue as possible. Her mother chose a lighter one. He had a hard time with this episode. “During that wedding, I felt like all eyes were on me because it wasn't navy blue enough,” he says. On another occasion, his father was going to buy him an adult bicycle. Now it was yellow, while all the previous ones had been green. YELLOW ? Out of the question. It had to be green. In the end, “I was left without a bike,” he concludes.
The medievalist remembers these anecdotes in the living room of his apartment with a view of the Roland Garros courts. In the library, wedged between the volumes of medieval history, is the novel “Ivanhoe”, by Walter Scott, which he read, amazed, at the age of eight, by…
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