The Price of Poppies

When I was in school and it was remembrance day I always felt silly about it.  I disliked public sentimentality in large doses to begin with, and I found the entire day to be a very long display of public sentimentality I could not or would not cope with. I recently stopped by and dropped […]

Revamping the Legion

Last week I forayed into the local Legion for my second visit.  It was nice; I felt more or less accepted and enjoyed the time there – though certainly the rum and cokes I had helped with that – though I did have a brief scare when one of the usual gang — apparently a […]