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Vignettes culled from a late-life basement scouring.

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  • 21. Of an Approaching Expiry Date
    21. Of an Approaching Expiry Date

    When I turned seventy-fourth a few months ago, I received a video of three of my little grandkids singing “happy birthday.” Even though they stood a little stiffly and were urged on by their mom whispering in the background, I was touched. After the chorus, my daughter pointed her iPhone cam at each in turn…

    Fraser-Wallace Thorburn

    February 4, 2026
    Aging, Health care, Humour
  • 20. Celebrating Mixed Marriage
    20. Celebrating Mixed Marriage

    Within a week of marrying in late December 1984, my Zimbabwean wife, T., and I arrived at Heathrow Airport enroute to Canada. The female immigration officer who checked our passports had reddish grey hair and a severe expression. She resembled Maggie Thatcher.  “And what is your relationship?”  She glanced stonily between faces and photos. “Husband…

    Fraser-Wallace Thorburn

    January 10, 2026
    Memoir, Mixed marriage, Poetry, racism
  • 19. Shock in the Mirror
    19. Shock in the Mirror

    In a recent rereading of Orwell’s ‘1984’, I found the most chilling passage to be the same one that had left me shivering at the age of sixteen. That is the description of Winston Smith’s first look at himself after prolonged torture. O’Brien, his confessor/torturer, orders him to remove his filthy clothes and step forward…

    Fraser-Wallace Thorburn

    November 30, 2025
    controversy
    body dysmorphia
  • 18. Poems from a Self-imposed Captivity
    18. Poems from a Self-imposed Captivity

    I may well have a tin ear for poetry. Yet over the years, I have sporadically tried my hand at writing it. My first attempt was a booklet of poems made at the age of fifteen. The self-illustrated cover depicted a hand clutching towards a thorny rose. The only piece I remember from that effort…

    Fraser-Wallace Thorburn

    October 20, 2025
    Poetry
  • 17. Away from the Screens and into the Street?
    17. Away from the  Screens and into the Street?

    I have always believed that hardening of arteries is far less dreadful than the narrowing of the mind. As a septuagenarian, I’ve tried to resist the creeping conservativism too often typical of advancing years. While no raging grandpa, I like to think that through the decades, my politics have tilted evermore leftward. Still, I increasingly…

    Fraser-Wallace Thorburn

    October 6, 2025
    Humour, Politics
  • 16. A Grave Matter of Conscience
    16. A Grave Matter of Conscience

    I had hoped that ‘Notes on Exodus and Exile’ (April 2024), would be the last reflections on the Israel/Palestine conflict I would post on this site. I had thought there was nothing to add. But in the deepening horrors of the last few months, no other global issue has more heavily weighed on my mind……

    Fraser-Wallace Thorburn

    August 21, 2025
    Politics
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