Opinion

I heard him before I saw him.  He had a raspy barking cough, as if someone told him a good joke…

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…

It’s hard to keep up with the latest scams.

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. 

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

During a particularly raucous weekend I recall a frantic call from editorial staff. It happens in this line of work.

I wish I looked better in a toque. 

Before this day and age, where every show imaginable is on demand, cartoons and kid shows were a Saturday morning routine for many. Oddly, shows from our youth still get airtime.

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?” 

According to Caledon OPP it wasn’t that late at night when a motorist pulled up in an Audi sedan to offer assistance to a driver who appeared to be having car troubles.