Reflections on a short day
Where do squirrels go in winter? Their legs are really small, so there’s no way they can head all the way to Florida to sit on the beach sipping tiny cocktails, with even tinier paper umbrellas.
Where do squirrels go in winter? Their legs are really small, so there’s no way they can head all the way to Florida to sit on the beach sipping tiny cocktails, with even tinier paper umbrellas.
Those who have travelled with us know that our mantra is “nobody gets left behind.” Well, not until today.
I always feel that a place is truly defined by its food because, in the words of Cesar Chavez, “the people who give you their food, give you their heart.”
Have you ever eaten at one of those places where you’re shown to your table, then someone in a black dress/shirt comes along and says “Hi, I’m –. I’ll be your server tonight.” Their name isn’t really “—“, but you’re so engrossed in the menu that you don’t actually take any notice of anything they’re saying.
“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar.
“I — I hardly know, sir, just at present — at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.” – Alice in Wonderland
I always wondered where they got the inspiration for the famous BBC series Fawlty Towers. Now I know.
A good woman is hard to find, especially if she’s wearing camouflage gear
You know a movie is really good if you can watch it more than once and still discover new twists in the plot. Whistler Mountain is a bit like that. I’m not talking about the village here – that’s just a spot on a map where lots of people gather from time to time. I’m talking about the mountain itself.
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
“He who regards the wind will not sow, he who regards the clouds will not reap”, or, as one of my golfing mates says, “no risk, no reward”.