Rushdie’s Shalimar the Clown
I do a fair bit of reading while riding the ferry to town in the morning and back home in the evening, even carrying a small light in my bag against the dark of winter…
View PostI do a fair bit of reading while riding the ferry to town in the morning and back home in the evening, even carrying a small light in my bag against the dark of winter…
View PostAlmost a month since I’ve written, and less than a week ’til the end of the year round-up. So, I’m obviously sticking with the short and sweet (or quick and dirty?!) reviews. . . Robert…
View PostLast Christmas, I wrote a post on new Christmas boots, both the ones I’d anticipated and the ones I received, preceded by a long preamble reaching back to my childhood. Writing the post reminded me…
View PostWind warning in effect so our Christmas travellers (two daughters, two partners, one granddaughter) will have a rough trip over on the ferry later this morning — when we rode over on Tuesday, we were…
View PostWhile I had originally thought today’s post would feature, in its entirety, the piece I contributed to Tish’s lovely compilation of Christmas Gifts that cost Nothing, I’ve since decided that Tish’s judicious editing worked very…
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