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Friends and Neighbours

“How come all your friends are so weird ?” I asked my wife that question,oh, more than twenty years ago now. She thought about it for a minute or so. “Your friends aren’t ?” “Nope… completely normal.” “I just think … Continue reading

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Memory Banks

It was at a swanky reception at the Royal Ottawa Golf Club. I finally spotted someone I knew. There was just one catch. ‘I’m going over to talk to Simon… or is it Seymour?” I said casually to my wife, … Continue reading

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