Canadian pilgrimage

As a Vancouver resident I have an obligation to make a pilgrimage at least once each winter to some other location where I can affirm my Canadian citizenship (“We are winter!) Now in mid-March, I thought that opportunity had been lost. But no! A business trip to Toronto works. After the meeting the parking lot…

Fitness for the elderly and the almost-elderly

Taking care of an ailing 91-year-old is not a lot of fun. (There – I’ve said it! Call me a lousy ungrateful daughter.) It is an invitation to sleeplessness, depression, overeating, overdrinking, and general couchpotatoeing. Everyone says “take care of yourself” so I have come up with some ideas that I’ve put into practice today,…

Movie reviews: Lunarcy and more

So many fab movies (many documentaries) are available on that much-maligned medium – the airplane movie screen. Many of you would think it is lunarcy to watch them in that setting. Lunarcy looks at several individuals (all male) who are compelled to strive to go to the moon. Here’s the trailer from the 2012 Toronto…

Walking Home, by Simon Armitage

As I was saying when the first draft of this post was so rudely and prematurely published, I am learning to use my wonderful technology… Sub-titled “A poet’s journey,” Walking Home appealed to me as a walker with a bit of interest in England’s long distance paths. As it was written in prose, I was willing…

The Loved One, by Evelyn Waugh

I haven’t been posting much recently, due to spending a lot of time helping my mother, who is not well. I’ve been sorting and cleaning at her place and happened upon a little novel by Evelyn Waugh that caught my eye. This book is roughly the same age as I am, but it is in…

Next time we should walk IN the half-marathon!

This is a sequel to my post from Australia where we watched one daughter do a triathlon – Next time we should walk to the triathlon. Being back at home we decided to drive yet again to participate with our other lovely daughter, who was signed up for the Vancouver half-marathon. We had to set the alarm for…

A fable of family and fire

You know how summer cottages are – the home for cast off furniture and family flareups of both the incendiary and emotional kind. We spent the weekend at the cottage of some family friends.  Everyone was encouraged to create a piece of art. (Disclaimer: The following account is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to…