Author Archives: Lorne Anderson

The Love Coach

I wrote this piece five years ago and for some reason never posted it. Today seemed like a good day to share this. Sometimes I find myself in unusual situations. Like last week when I spent a few hours with a group of German Pentecostal pastors.  I’m neither German, Pentecostal nor a pastor, but I […]

Local Rules

This post is from the Spring of 2016, and I realized today that I still haven’t been back to the Portland waterfront to see if the sign was still there and to ask the questions. I know life is busy, but there’s really no excuse for that. Probably the sign is long gone by now. […]

Food For Thought

Even though they upped it to 280, the principle holds.

Friday’s Theme Is…

I was looking for something on the lighter side today and every cartoon I looked at was cat-themed. I’ll take that as an invitation to share and maybe get serious tomorrow. I hope at least one of these made you chuckle!

If A Tree Falls…

Canada’s federal public servants were shifted to a new extended health plan on July first. You probably don’t care, but bear with me on this one. The transition has not been smooth. These may be expected hiccups of moving hundreds of thousands of people to a new plan, or it may be a disaster in […]

It’s Back…!

.. or is it? Yesterday I mentioned that I had wanted to link to the online clock that showed how long Ottawa’s LRT had been out of operation, but I couldn’t find it. Today someone put it up. The clock I remember was cumulative, showing how long the light rail service had been out of […]

Broken Again

Almost four years after its launch, Ottawa residents have become used to the unreliability of the city’s light rapid transit system, the LRT. As I write this, there is no timeline for the train to return to service. Proponents of the train may feel I am overly harsh with my criticism. When the system works, […]

Nelson’s Column

Standing on guard in London’s Trafalgar Square.

In The Family

My father-in-law was a storyteller. He’d lived in India, the Middle East and Europe. He could tell tales of politicians and royalty from the early twentieth century whose paths he had crossed in various circumstances. He also mentioned occasionally that he had been a choirboy at St. Paul’s Cathedral in London when I was young. […]

The Messages

I have never bought a t-shirt, or anything else for that matter, from Lilicloth. But I am tempted almost daily. Their clothing frequently gives expression to my thoughts. The ones I am too disciplined to say out loud because they aren’t polite. Also, I probably have enough t-shirts to last me the rest of my […]