Tag Archives: Word Play

Give ‘Em an Inch, They’ll Take a Kilometre

Posted on 04 August 2013 by Isabel Gibson

If you’re bilingual, you’re going to have a lower risk for Alzheimer’s. Dr. Gary Small, in conversation with Allan Gregg Hey! I’m in. No, not that whole Official Languages thing: I’d say that the Ship of French has already sailed, … Continue reading →

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Aliens in the Midst

Posted on 16 June 2013 by Isabel Gibson

There are aliens among us. Space aliens, that is, not illegal aliens, although when you think about it, they may well be both. After all, it’s hard to see that stealthy invaders from another galaxy would have filled in the … Continue reading →

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Say What?

Posted on 19 May 2013 by Isabel Gibson

I’m getting the Look. You know the one: the face loses expression, the entire body goes still. Continue reading →

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Nuts, Trees, and Falling Distances

Posted on 12 May 2013 by Isabel Gibson

A taste for Latin jokes – who knew it was coded in the genes? What’re you drinking? The “How the hell are ya?” greetings done, the bartender gets down to business with his patron — newly arrived but clearly not … Continue reading →

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Life is a Highway

Posted on 09 December 2012 by Isabel Gibson

Please, God, no. If life is a highway, as Tom Cochrane said, then I’m careering down it with a full load that is, suddenly, all too much. Continue reading →

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Goodwith That

Posted on 28 November 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. Continue reading →

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If You Can’t Stand the Answer

Posted on 21 November 2012 by Isabel Gibson

One of a miscellany of short observations from a trip to Scotland. That’s a great tit. I try not to startle: the young man beside me is not looking at me (Go figure!), he’s staring at the bird feeder that … Continue reading →

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The Other Kate

Posted on 28 October 2012 by Isabel Gibson

Exploring the perspective on history enjoyed by those who actually have some.   Well, by ‘recent’ I mean ‘not medieval’. The speaker this time is neither a precocious three-year-old nor a witty 70-something — it is a young woman who … Continue reading →

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You Can’t Take It With You Anymore

Posted on 17 June 2012 by Isabel Gibson

The changing usage of “bring” and “take”, bring/take us to the edge of reason. Continue reading →

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