Category Archives: Screeds

Angry? You won’t like me when I’m angry . . .

Never-Spring

Yes, Spring pretends to visit us for the third time in 2014. How many more, O liar? Continue reading

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First Spring

When I was a kid in the north, we had one Spring each year, in April. I got on my bike, and that was that. But here, in southern Ont. . . Continue reading

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Comment: just a detail

I just wish we could have heard the major parts of The Threepenny Opera that were not belted out. But that’s just a detail in a hockey town. Continue reading

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