Columns

Remember when Paul Simon sang about “50 ways to leave your lover,” but only named five and none of them were actually solid ways to leave your lover? Slip out the back, Jack. Make a new plan, Stan. (If you don’t know this song, your parents have failed you). You’re singing it right now, aren’t you?

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

Most people in the world believe in God. They find purpose for life and comfort in troubles by…

I’m not an athlete and I have never been an athlete – and newsflash: I am never going to be an athlete. Shocking, I know, but best I be honest about my non-athletic aspirations as I congratulate our Olympic and Paralympic athletes for what I consider to be super-human feats.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

So it turns out I have a type.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

The other day I was on the internet and came across some fascinating stuff. One of the things that…

I just returned from a week’s vacation, but nobody outside of my colleagues knew I was gone.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…

By Janet Fowler Summer is here! After the challenging year and a half we’ve been through, we can…

All I wanted for Mother’s Day was an orange Muskoka chair made from recycled plastic. Orange,…

Sometimes you just need someone to listen, to witness whatever cloud is hovering over your head and help you clear it out. Not solve or fix, or repair. Just listen. Bear witness. Then allow you to return the favour. The strongest friendships are rooted in trust.

The following is a re-print of a past column by former Advertiser columnist Stephen Thorning, who…