“What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a constant state of inelegance.” Jane Austen called it. I hate the heat and humidity of Toronto summer weather. I’m only grateful I’m not in B.C., where heat records are falling like nine pins. It’s not the time to be reading a book about climate […]

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I managed a lot of reading over the last three months, some of it frothy, some of it scientific, some of it unexpected. I know, I should have been writing, but c’est la vie. Here are some of the memorable ones. A fine selection of rock memoirs, including LAST CHANCE TEXACO by Rickie Lee Jones […]

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