Opinion

When you break down who has gotten what from federal equalization since it came into existence in 1957, you come up with some interesting things.

It is tempting at this time of year to pull up the story file from 2017, open the editorial written for the Christmas edition and simply rerun it in this space a year later.

On November 28, Alberta Premier Rachel Notley announced her province is going to be acquiring unit trains to get her province’s landlocked oil moving. Not only has she committed money to Trans Mountain Expansion, but now rail too.

By pure happenstance a post came across my social media feed last week regarding mechanical bees.

It seems the assault on Christmas never ends. Just saying the word can send some non-religious politically correct weaklings into a safe space.

“A woman is born. A lifetime later, she dies. And between those two moments, that woman shops.” Not this woman, though. At least not in stores, though I can easily fill an online cart at Amazon.ca.

There is a store in town that sells the most delicious poppyseed roll, absolutely scrumptious at any time of year, but especially dear to my heart at Christmas.

In my world it’s hard to imagine a board game that would interest more than a finger-flicking hockey game.

Fifty years in a law profession she loves, twenty-four of which were spent as judge, Nancy Morrison has stories to tell. Entertaining, at times warm and witty, this is also a memoir that reminds us of dark days.