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Prologue Just to be clear, prologuing a blog post is not the same as proroguing Parliament. Among other things, I own this blog. Justin Trudeau does not own Parliament. We do. I am prologuing to explain what I’m doing. Trudeau prorogued to avoid explaining what he is doing. One of the hazards of starting a blog like this is that sooner or later life gets in the way. Read through the collected works of John Lennon and you’ll learn that life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans. Read through the collected works of me and you’ll see that quote used widely. AndRead More →

So far, so good. I have managed to steer clear of any stray corona viruses, touch wood with fingers crossed while standing up and turning round counter-clockwise seven times then throwing a pinch of salt over my left shoulder. No covid, regardless of number, has found its way across my threshold. A couple of months ago, I let my guard down. Mind you, back in those distant days, the guards weren’t up very high. Self-isolating wasn’t a word yet. It still isn’t, really. It’s two words temporarily joined at the hyphen. Two months ago, when we were all that much younger, they weren’t even anRead More →