The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…
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Photo bomb
In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, I’d like to share a teachable moment with you of what not to do to your beloved if you are attempting to inspire a spark of passion between you. Today’s lesson is brought to you by the letters C, for the Carpenter, and W, for “What the?” “Why?” and “Weirdo.”
Foxy
I heard him before I saw him. He had a raspy barking cough, as if someone told him a good joke…
19th century crime took place in rural areas too
The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…
Volunteer efforts a major factor in building Erin arenas
The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…
Red carpet ready
I am by no means a survivalist, (I can barely survive learning we’re out of chips), but when there is a snowstorm in the forecast, my husband, the Carpenter, launches into emergency preparedness mode.
News from the Mapleton Township area in 1906, 1956
The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…
Toque trouble
I wish I looked better in a toque.
The sketchy history of ladies softball in Wellington
The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…
Sorry, not sorry
As it has probably a thousand times in my marriage to the Carpenter, our morning began with this question; “Are you okay if I write about this?”
The glowing orb
Insomnia made me delusional. That explains it. Longing for sleep, I passed time contemplating cruel punishments to silence my snoring spouse.
Tragic hunting accident at Puslinch Lake in 1895
The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…
Pants
It struck me, while out walking my dog on the last morning of my Christmas holidays, that the next day, I would be heading back to work, and as such, I was going to need pants.
News from the Mapleton area from 1953 and 1928
The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…
Just say yes
If there is one thing that the year 2022 taught me, it’s that I have zero ability to predict my own future. None.