The most magical night of the year…

It's silly, I know it. I mean, I'm a grown up, Santa Claus is very busy with the young ones and can't be expected to come my way, me, a round grey-haired weary parent of three grown children. And yet, some part of me clings to the belief in a Santa Claus, not the jolly…

Volcanos, James Bond, Mountain Chickens, and Montserrat

I now feel totally ignorant. Hands up those of you who thought Montserrat was somewhere in the Mediterranean? Or near Spain? I was one of those. You smarter people can all stop sniggering now. Turns out that what is left of Montserrat is in the Caribbean!!! West Indies. I feel perfectly ridiculous. I say "what…

The perils of Valentine’s Day

  And Mother's Day and Father's Day and all those Hallmark made up holidays that are created to cause you to go out and overspend on gifts and/or feel guilty that you haven't... I hate these days. New Year's fits among them. I don't know why my animosity is so strong. But it is. I start…

Oh Holy Night

It's half past midnight on Christmas Eve, and I am awash in contentment, despite the somewhat sinister flowing scent of cooking fish in the apartment. My boys are here with me, and one boy's sweet girlfriend, and we've just had the screamingly funniest night watching a horrendously awful rendition of the Jungle Book at the…

A freshening…

It's time for either a cleansing rain or a sprinkling of snow here in Ottawa.  The ground is no longer white, but covered instead with the little black flecks of air pollution that we all inhale on our daily rounds in our fair city - the grit of urban breath that clogs our lungs and…

the ins and outs of the post-modern Christmas

Well, I can't tell you just exactly how much I am looking forward to this next week. Back when I was a kidlet, Christmas was so fun - I knew I'd get more than I received, I could laze about and be provided yummy food, and I was pretty well guaranteed I could curl up…

The joys of decrepitizing, or how to avoid pit toilets

I trotted off to the CAA today to pick up some travel books for my long-suffering sweetie (LSS), who is planning a trip with his gang of hoodlums (GOH) Picked up a Campbook for the Eastern Provinces, and two things immediately occurred to me. First, it's way thinner than it used to be - the…