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You Say Potato

I live on the island of Jersey, the original Jersey, in the English Channel.  It is known for being an international financial centre; for its gourmet potatoes that you’ll often find on your plate at posh restaurants in London, and for the Jersey cow.  Jersey cows are now found all over the world and thanks to the export of Jersey bull semen to Rwanda, dairy products have improved dramatically.



Your Inner Guidance System is Key to Success

Recently I was cleaning out a closet when I came across some old photos.  Amongst the snapshots from years gone by was a modelling headshot from when I was 21.  I shared the photo on social media and received compliments for which I’m grateful.  If only I had received the same when I was that age, I may have felt better about myself.


Bananas in Barbados

The closest I had ever been to Barbados until 2021 was meeting Bjorn Borg’s. I was working as a cocktail waitress at Richard’s on Richard’s in Vancouver.  The cabaret was frequented by movie, music and sports stars in the 1980’s.  One evening the club closed, Bjorn and his coach remained with the staff to have an after-hour cocktail.  He then invited us back to his suite at the Four Seasons. 


My Mind is Boggled

The outdoor Christmas lights went up this weekend.  That was a first.  I’ve always been a proponent of not decorating until December.  I notice many people are decorating early to bring on the feelgood factor because of pandemic fatigue.  That wasn’t our motive. Last weekend was gloriously sunny and warm so we thought we’d take advantage.  ‘Make hay while the sun shines’, as they say.


On the face of it, it’s a silly saying.  I, nor anybody I know, makes hay.


No Place to Hide

It’s a stormy, Autumn day.  The wind is coming in the from the West, whipping sheets of rain past my window.  Unusually, I can’t see the Minquiers, a group of islands and rocks about 15 km south of Jersey, where I live.  I can barely make out the sea for the low cloud.  There are loads of whitecaps.  The BBC weather report talks about big seas and dangerous tides in the English Channel.  The waves are pummeling our beaches.  My cats are tucked up on their favorite chairs.  There is no desire to play outside today.


Stormy weather.  On a grander perspective I am curious as to when the storms of 2020 will end for us all?  The world is indeed on a steep trajectory of changes this year.


Well Butter My Butt & Call Me a Biscuit!

Aging is an interesting thing.  In 2020, I deeply appreciate my years of experience.


I’ve enjoyed the freedom to do what I have pleased for most of my working life.  A great deal of doing what gave me pleasure when I was in my teen’s and twenties, was going to parties, dances, concerts and night clubs.  I enjoyed many a classroom where I was eager to learn and socialize with others.