Alan Pickersgill (Page 23)

It was a lovely morning, all things considered. The breeze was a bit cool, and there was dampness in the air. If that’s the worst of it, I thought as Charlie and I set out for our walk around the block, we’re doing alright. It’s the middle of March, the school down the road is closed for the week, and we’re out and about in sweaters and running shoes. As Charlie stood beside the hydro pole, he looked up at me and asked about the bright green and white scarf around my neck. “It’s my Glasgow Celtic scarf,” I said. “Glasgow?” he said. “I’ve neverRead More →

A couple of weeks ago, we went for a short five day visit to Knoxville Tennessee. My sister-in-law lives there with her family and she was coming up to her 60th birthday. Lynne and I jumped in a car with a family friend and Lynne’s father and off we went. There wasn’t enough room in the car, so we left Charlie behind with his good friend Mickey. He is a small cockapoo, a bit smaller than Charlie but just as full of energy. They have been pals forever. Mickey and his man Grant would house sit with Charlie while we were away. When we gotRead More →

It has been almost like the winter that wasn’t, although we had a milder one four years ago. Still, we take them as we find them. At least, Charlie does. He was quite pleased with winter a couple of days ago.  Sometimes when we are out walking, he will choose the route. He does this with a set of very simple signals. So simple, in fact, that even I can understand them. If he doesn’t want to go where I want him to, he stops and puts his front right paw up on the leash and points his face in the direction he thinks weRead More →

I put Friday’s final edition of the Guelph Mercury into the bottom drawer of our filing cabinet. We have quite a collection of significant day editions of newspapers. There’s one from the day Princess Diana died and a couple of Maclean’s magazines about her. A Toronto Star and a Toronto Sun about the Downsview SARS-stock concert in July 2003. We used to have one from the day on which the kids were born, but 3 of them have disappeared. Only the Globe from August 22 1980 is still there. I’m not sure why, but we kept the June 14 1982 Mercury.  In amongst all thoseRead More →