I was on my way to lay some flowers on the graves of Val Marie’s ancestors last Sunday evening when out of the corner came a flashing light. And then, another.

There’s an old joke that claims it was disappointing to discover a universal remote control didn’t control the entire universe.

“This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper,” wrote T.S. Eliot in 1925, probably responding to the profoundly unsatisfactory aftermath of the First World War…

Where has October gone? Friday was Halloween, and I have to admit—I looked pretty scary in the mirror that morning.

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Thirty years ago, in October 1995, I began creating lists of words, arranged in two columns, with the heading: Spotting the Subtle, Enormous Difference Between.

Here’s a bit of medical humour for you. Doctor: How is the little girl doing who swallowed ten quarters last night? Nurse: No change yet.

In the 16th and 17th centuries, two-thirds of the Danish kingdom’s income came from taxes on ships passing through the Øresund strait, the only exit from the Baltic Sea.

Well, as it turns out, my optimism really did pay off — the Blue Jays are still going strong. Suddenly, even people who normally think baseball is boring are joining the bandwagon…

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Before we moved to our newly built country house further up the road, we grew up in a little home nestled in a small gully beside the highway, about eight miles outside the nearest town.

Have you ever reached the end of a momentous chore and been surprised to find you’re not as ecstatic as you imagined you’d be?

I’m not sure if it’s true, but I’ve heard semi drivers who transport beer constantly get asked if they give away free samples. This week I’m giving you just one sample…

Jane Goodall died Oct. 1, still on the road at 91 and still advocating for biodiversity in general and the welfare of chimpanzees in particular.

Well, my last column didn’t exactly age like a fine wine — more like that leftover pumpkin pie lingering in the back of the fridge a few days too long.

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Last week I performed Mother’s Apron twice in Medicine Hat, Alberta. It’s been a while since I’ve inhabited my apron-costumes, aprons, and the lives of a group of the women they represent…