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Saturday, December 31, 2011, 5:30 a.m.

Some one once asked me where I grew up. The answer was Harrogate, England until I was 5 months old, Pendleton, Ontario until late 1945, Cartierville on the north shore of Montreal until age 6 and then the Village of Saraguay for the next 15 years. I have a lot of good memories of my days in Saraguay but also some bad ones. I will only talk about the good ones today. Saraguay was a village of some 200 families stretched from the border ...

Friday, December 30th, 2011 4:45 a.m.

I just fininshed watching a film on Netflix. It sure is a great site. The background reminded me of Western Canada which keyed to other memories. I have this thing about coincidences happening to me that do not happen to others. I do not know if I make them happen or if they just happen by accident. Here are four examples. In 1965 when I worked at the head office diamond department as a salesman  in the Montreal store of Henry Birks and
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Thursday, December 29th, 2011, 6 a.m.

Today I started a blog about my years in Kin. It began to take up so much room that I just copied everything and created a page on its own for the subject. That has been what I have been writing about for the past three hours between cups of tea and toast. I am now on to coffee. I keep getting surprises when I roam around my brother's house. This time it was finding a painting I did a few years back, given it to them for Christmas and t...

Wednesday, December 28th, 2011 6:30 a.m.

Well, I am home again in my own bed. How nice it is. I arrived around 1:30 yesterday afternoon and went to sleep within an hour. Other than another hour along the way and a couple of trips to the washroom, I basically slept some fifteen hours. That was certainly a change. I guess it is difficult to sleep on someone else's sofa for three nights and not get a bad sleep. It was a terrific holiday nevertheless and I thank them for it.

Since I d...

Tuesday 1 a.m., December 27th, 2011

What do people see that you do not see? Well, as a guy I should automatically see the name of my blog as my nephew sees it except that I am not in my early 20s and girl crazy. Otherwise the "PANT" in panthouse would have a totally different meaning. I am too far gone from the days when the drive of being a man was controlling my every waking minute. Today, the thought of things sexual cross my mind occasionally but seldom does it occupy my ever-waking...

GOT THE MONDAY BLUES?

No reason for that because it is still part of the Christmas holidays. We had a great family gathering, albeit in different ways. My son and daughter Skyped in this evening while the nephews and their wonderful girlfriends turned up in two groups, one last night, the other today. It was truly a family affair as no one else dropped in unlike past events. One problem though, the 6 year old 41-inch flat-pa...

MERRY CHRISTMAS December 25th, 2011, 1:25 a.m.

I know it is only 1 o'clock in the morning but here I am waiting to see if I can catch Santa as he races through. We had a lovely supper tonight, a leg of lamb and we enjoyed the company of family that could make it for the first feast of the weekend. Now we get to cook the big bird and enjoy the 23 pound turkey. I love Christmas for that reason. But alas, it will be a long time until the next turkey is ...

Saturday, December 24th, 2011 3:30 a.m.

Tomorrow is a very special day for some religious types and especially for kids, for a totally different reason. We celebrate the festivities of our ancestors as they have done for some 2,000 years. We accept the beliefs of our ancestors or change our mind along the way and start to  believe something else. It is the right of mankind to do so and for that reason many countries today accept the practice of all religions within the...

Friday, December 23rd, 2011

Good morning,

Have you had your breakfast yet? It is that time of the day for me. I am up, raring to go and I just had one of my favourite breakfasts, chicken slices and cheddar cheese with mayo on buttered Swedish light rye toast....lightly toasted, of course. Don't ask me how I started to eat that combination, it just happened that way. Not much cooking involved but lots of flavour to deal with. Here are a few variations I still have to try. Toasted r...

3:37 a.m., December 22nd, 2011

I have already been up for an hour and I feel pretty good. I dashed off a few email replies and thought about my new website. I have not figured out how to make things all happen here yet so bare with me. There are titles that are looking for words but I do not know what to do with them to make them work yet. I still forget to go to the Blog Page to make an entry. I have the photo section worked out so that's good. Otherwise everything is "...