Perspectives

Our dauntless leader may have been partially correct when a few days ago he said we ought to hand over the keys for Cassellholme to the Dalton Gang.

While in a restaurant the other evening, I was slightly taken aback by a prominent notice on the menu which informed all diners that an 18% gratuity would be added to the bill for all groups of six or over.

I should not be surprised anymore when my wife interjects some quote from ancient Greek or Roman literature into a conversation.

There has been discussion lately in some of the American states about putting a tax on fast food containers.

My fishing buddies laughed at me the first couple of years that we bought our food supplies for the camp. I insisted that we buy a Dijon mustard instead of the French’s variety that seemed to be an automatic reflex selection from my shopping partner.

At first I thought they were buying all the inexpensive stuff to outfit a student’s new apartment, doing it on the cheap because they were sure the student would not make it past the first term in university, but my curiosity and eavesdropping told a

In a recent conversation with an engineer, email was given as the reason for the slower than usual response to a technical problem.

You might think that the squirrels would have their candidate selection made by the seventh week of the campaign, but there seemed to be more confusion than ever Monday morning.

Last week Mayor Fedeli gave his glowing economic report and outlook for North Bay. At any other time, this would have been reason for dancing in the streets or cavorting on the skating track at the waterfront.

Although I missed them again, the redpolls had been around on the weekend. The word Monday morning was that Stephen’s tribe was pulling ahead in the popularity contest.