Even Dogs in the Wild by Ian Rankin
Monday, September 6, 2021
Wednesday, September 1, 2021
This guy came visiting on garbage day to DS#2 house in West Vancouver B.C. It isn't unusual to have bears in their neighbourhood and because of this everyone has bear proof locking garbage cans. Someone down the street didn't lock theirs and so the bear rummaged in there and found a peanut butter jar and brought it to sons patio and proceeded to lick it clean. He then came over to the kitchen window and looked in at son at the sink and then ambled off down the creek at the bottom of the yard!
Thursday, June 24, 2021
Stranded in Provence by Susan Kiernan-Lewis
Three, I guess, if you count Gilbert.
After my boyfriend dumped me on the day I thought he was going to propose, I’d have to say two other really bad things happened last June. The first would have to be the dead body I discovered in the rental house in France where I went to get over being dumped.
The second—and very possibly I should have led with this—was the dirty bomb that exploded over the Riviera throwing me and everyone else in France back to the 1950s.
So now I’m stranded here—trying to make a living by solving murders the old fashioned way — without help from DNA, databases, CSI crime labs or the police.
And I’m doing it in France.
Where I do not speak the language.
During the apocalypse.
Sound like fun?"
Of course with a big city comes big city crimes and when a fellow American is accused of murdering a popular pastry chef in Aix, Jules knows she has to help.
Unfortunately tracking a dangerous killer when you don’t know the language—or the French people themselves—soon has Jules bumbling into one dangerous situation after another.
All the wonderful pastries aside, will this be lights out for Jules too?
Normally that wouldn't be a problem for stranded super sleuth and intrepid expat Jules Hooker except she just got her ONE chance to go back to the US and sticking around to help a pal means she's back to being stranded in a foreign country with no lights, no language skills and no real future.
Will she give up her chance to go home?
Will she continue to step on the toes of the handsome village police chief in order to help free her friend?
And finally, will Jules find out who the murderer is before the killer decides to permanently eliminate one very pesky very stubborn American sleuth?
Saturday, June 12, 2021
This was such a surprise this morning to see this very tiny guy run across our front lawn. Now I have to confess that this picture is not the actual fawn I saw. He was too fast so I stole a picture from google images as he looked exactly the same. As you would know by my blog we have lots of deer in our neighbourhood and have had for many years but I have never seen one this young.
Friday, May 7, 2021
Midnight in Broad Daylight by Pamela Rotner Salamoto
A prisoner escapes. A guard looks the other way.
Why does Ursula Hermann risk her life and brave the Gestapo to save a man she barely knows?
Ursula has always lived the law, never broken the rules in her life.
That is until the day she finds escapee British airman Tom Westlake and all the right she’s worked so hard to maintain goes wrong...
And she does nothing to stop him.
Torn with guilt about what she did, Ursula battles with her decision when suddenly Tom returns, injured and pleading for her help.
This is her opportunity to make things right.
But shadows from the past tug at her heart, convincing her to risk everything, including her life, in order to protect a man from the nation her country is fighting. As they brave the perils and dangers of the ever-present Gestapo, will Ursula find a way to keep Tom safe?
Or will being on the opposite sides of the war ultimately cost both of them their lives?
Sarah's Child by Linda Howard
Thursday, April 22, 2021
After the comments on my last post I thought I would fill out the story a bit.
I am one of five siblings, second in the pecking order. When my older brother and I were probably about 7 and 5 my parents were thinking of going to Australia. That was when you could go for 10 pounds. Apparently my grandparents made such a fuss about us going to the other side of the world and never seeing us again that my parents relented and said we wouldn't go. Add three more kids to the mix and the subject came up again, this time to go to Canada.
My dad had been a policeman for 20 years and my mum did piecework sewing from home. She made everything from baby dresses to suede coats to tents!! My brother and I spent many evenings sitting on the living room floor turning out dozens of collars and miles of piping with a knitting needle to poke the corners and end out, always worried we would poke the needle through the end and my mum would have to make another one. She always said that the reason she did the sewing was so that the family could go on a holiday every year-which we did. The last holiday was to Hasting. We had a big army tent which we pitched in a farmers field. My youngest brother was 6 weeks old!!!
At that time in Manchester (1965) my parents didn't think there was much of a future for the five of us and we would have a better life and more opportunities if we went to Canada. After going through all the hoops to emigrate off we went. We brought two tea chests full of household goods and in my Dad's passport, that I still have, it said that he had 60 pounds!!
The friends that we were coming to lived in Calgary. My parents original plan was to go to Edmonton but when my dad started corresponding with his friend he suggested we come to Calgary where he and his family lived. We decided to do that. The only reason we took the train to Edmonton was because it didn't go to Calgary. He came up to Edmonton and picked us all up and we drove to Calgary.
It was pretty cramped quarters at their house as there were 11 of us in the house but my parents were very grateful that we were able to stay with them. A few days after we got there my dad went to an employment centre and got a job at an iron foundry. It was hard work and long hours but we needed money so we could move into our own house. It wasn't long before we were able to do that, and about a year later my parents bought a house-something they would never have been able to do if we had stayed in England.
My older brother had finished school in England so he decided to take an apprenticeship for a trade. I was going into my last year at grammar school in England but I was put with my age here which meant I had to do another 3 years. I was not a happy camper.
Not long after my dad got a job with the Provincial Government as a social worker/investigator. He stayed with that job until he retired at 55. At that time my parents moved to British Columbia where the house they bought overlooked the Okanagan Lake. My sister had moved to British Columbia when she finished college and has been their ever since. As my parents got older they decided to move back to Calgary as they felt there was more support for them here. All siblings have married and have children. My sister is the only one that doesn't still live in Calgary.
I don't think there were any regrets about coming to Canada. About 3 years later my dads sister, husband and 2 kids followed in our footsteps and came to stay with us until they got settled here.
That turned out to be longer than I thought it would be but I hope you enjoy reading it.