Tied to the Cloths Line

From first days of walking until after my third birthday, Mum would strap me into a tight harness, at the end of a long rope,…

Dirty

My earliest memory is between one and two years old, after playing in the backyard, standing filthy at the porch kitchen door. Mum heaves me…

I wrote this story over 12 years ago and submitted to CBC’s Vinyl Cafe.Stuart McLean read it on one of his tours and it was subsequently…

December 25, 2011 I ventured on my own to a new land. A new land to me. Follow this link to the blog I created at…

After years of writing in HTML, I have upgraded my site to a WordPress site – learning as I go along… This is my first…