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December 2006

  • Olive, the other reindeer

    Yesterday I felt like jumping off a bridge (But I’m OK. Please don’t call the ROH). When I told Suzy about this she said rather matter-of-factly, “You always get sad at Christmas.” This was…

  • Tips, hints and predictions 2007

    Note to renters: To keep the pipes from freezing overnight, leave the taps on just a bit. It just doesn’t feel right, but water drawn from a well and drained to septic isn’t waste,…

  • Do you hear what I hear?

    I loved the e-mail from the guy who said he was inspired to cut a Christmas tree down in Sweden because of this web site (even though it’s illegal to do so there). This…

  • An Island Renaissance?

    I met a guy named Dwight yesterday. He was using a two-by-four to pry a steel beam into place on a bridge over a 120-year-old dam in Hunter River. When he saw me coming,…

  • The Most Wonderful Time

    Myrtle MacPhee makes great mustard pickles. Her husband Allan is the king of flaky pie crust. They and their four kids are awesome neighbours here in Hartsville. We couldn’t ask for better, actually. I’m…

  • Island Christmas

    I feel a bit wiped tonight. My neighbour Allan says I’ve been clobbered by wood stove coma. Jasper and I were up early this morning. I had a long soak in the tub and…

  • The real record

    The last time the Liberals chose a leader, I was in PEI. I heard Bono say “The world needs more Canada” in my car in the Zeller’s parking lot. It was an electifying moment.…