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Do you remember?

Do you remember our walk on the beach? No, I don’t… Of course, you remember… You had begged for me to take you there, although I had promised to already. You’ve been such a child about it. “Take me there, why won’t you? If you don’t take me there, I won’t let anybody else take…… Continue reading Do you remember?

Africa · Canada · Just stories · Me myself and I · Thoughts

What did your father do?

For a living, that is. I froze… What job was my dad doing when I was a child? He could have been a doctor, a singer… He could have driven big trucks, leaving for weeks at a time, being a truck driver. He could have been a taxi driver, or played in “Taxi driver”, then…… Continue reading What did your father do?

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Good memories…

  I am not an autograph chaser… never been. When we went to Toronto last October, I brought my latest Mew album +- along, just as a lucky charm. I wasn’t expecting to meet with any member of the band. At the very last minute, just before getting seated in front of Lee’s Palace, I…… Continue reading Good memories…