It occurred to me that others might benefit from some of the valuable (??!!) insights that have arisen from life's little occurrences.
With ‘My Humble Diatribe for the Day’ I shall attempt to capture the essence of such moments with a Canadian eye, hopefully for your edification and amusement.
Be warned that my tongue may possibly be in cheek (though not in check!) and that the occasional pun could slip into my offerings.
Subjects will hopefully be light-hearted, though more serious matter may occasionally intrude. May the fun prevail!
That said, please sit back, relax, and enjoy My Humble Diatribe for the Day.
A review of some peculiarities of Boxing Week and some thoughts about My Humble Diatribe for the Day.
Someone eavesdropping on a private conversation is outed when he hears something he apparently had not expected.
Words lead to confusion and to communication, especially when unsighted people and window coverings are involved.
Paul explores the wonders of barbecued pizza and discovers the trials and tribulations associated with such an unusual meal.
Confusion arises as I am slow to grasp Penny's reality, having locked myself into a different frame of mind.
Learn how an attempt at sartorial convenience degenerates in the face of commercial realities.