The temperature is hot. Not quite the marks of 30 degrees Celsius recorded in August but warm. Patrons drink their orange-coloured Spritz in the cafes by the canals. At times I even abandon my Co...
The bed is covered with clothes, containers, medications and solutions for “what if?” scenarios. At one end sits a suitcase and duffel bag, both small enough to meet the carry-on baggage requirements ...
Sometimes societal conditions are so omnipresent that we hardly even notice. George Monbiot, in The Guardian, says that “severe loneliness in England blights the lives of 700,000 men and 1.1m wom...
By a miracle of biblical proportion, I found myself running the new Fiat 124 Spyder around the Vancouver Island Motorsport Circuit. Wow!The brochure about the circuit says, “What Disneyland...
Awhile back I published a post on The World Re-arranging Power of Joy. The post was based upon Marie Kondon’s book (Marie Kondo, The life-changing magic of tidying up: the Japanese art of decluttering...
Every few years a word floats to the top of the leadership literature that provides a knothole through which to judge the current landscape. Transparency, authenticity, relationships - all have drive...
Our three year old granddaughter Grace does not take disappointment well. When her mother, father or, on rare occasions, her grandmother says “No” a devastated look comes across Grace’s face and she c...
Am I doing a good job? Over the years I’ve wondered, fretted actually. My preoccupation with the question began early. The unspoken prime directive of our home was “Don’t upset your Mother!” The upsid...
I feel conflicted about the past week. It feels as if I spent all week gazing at beautiful scenery through the window of a fast moving car and then crashed into the “Scenic Lookout Ahead” sign. Most o...
I think it started around the time my Dad was dying. I would wake, look at the clock and discover digits blinking 4:15 am. Sometimes 4:30 am. Not every day although occasionally nights would compile a...