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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1973-08-08, Page 2 forAtip russets Post Wednesday, August 8, 1973 -Serving Brussels and the surroundi4 community published. each Wednesday afternoon at. Brussels, Ontario by McLean Bros, Publishers, Limited. Evelyn 'Kennedy - Editor Tom Haley - Advertising Member Canadian Comrnupity Newspaper Association and. Ontario Weekly Newspaper Association. Subscriptiens advance) Canada $4.00 a year, Others $5,00 a year,,51ngle Copies 10 cents each. Second glass mail Registration No. 0562. Telephone 88'7-6641. ii0,11111 111111JUE Ls ONTARIO To the Editor Sir: Am enclosing cheque for one year's subscription to The Pos t. I have thoroughly enjoyed reading the Brussels Post during the past year especially the copies following the Centennial, and the pictures and articles con- tributed by your readers. Was sorry to•learn that the Brussels Creamery would "no longer operate in Brussels. It was a favorite haunt of ours, as children when it was operated by the Harris: family. Margaret E. White Box 1464, Drumheller, Alta. Our weather The weather, like relatives, does not come by choice. However, it seems that even if we had ordered it, we could not have arranged for better weather this summer. We have had lots of warm sunny days, but no gasping-for -relief heat waves. And just when the long dry spell was beginning to threaten . crops and gardens, we had rain. In fact we've had lots of good drench- ing rains-in the last week for which farmers and gardeners are grateful. The only people who aren't grate-, ful are those 'who are on holidays this week (but they can always stay in bed with a.good book) and perhaps those framers who were planning to get in their wheat. •We do offer condolences to the campers though - it's not much fun spending even one day of holidays in a wet tent. Those who are fortunate enough to have weekends off have really been blessed, — - - it's hard to remember a weekend this summer when it wasn't possible to swim or work in, the garden. There has been a pretty'good balance in the weather we've re- ceived this summer and it's the best good news we've seen in some time. ••••••••••••••••••••••41.......,••••••••••4411,41.-41,, L There's no place like home, as some wise man or woman once said, I think most likely it was a man. For a woman, home means washing clothes and dishes eternally, scrubbing dirt, making beds, and all those other rotten jobs that make "home-making" a dirty word, For a man, it means a good, hot cup of tea instead )f lukewarm coffee, a meal that tastes like fOod instead of wet kleeneX, clean sheets smelling of am, and going. around in his underWear -and bare feet if he jolly Well feels like it. That'S exactly what I'.m enjoying to,-day, after four days in The City. I've just had a decent cup of tea, a great, shirpy bacon .' and tomato sandwich, and I'm in my shorts and bare feet. we've just had our annual splurge in The city, and even' my wife gave a groan " Of pure pleasure as: we pulled into our driveWay last night and the cat came run- ning to .gre,et us, flinging herself on her back and rolling .her belly eCstatically, That's the cat,,not my wife. I haven't 'the slightest idea Why, but every summer, When sensible people are,. fleeing like' lemmings &OM The City, the old girl and I take off from our sylvan retreat in the heart of tourist land and head fOr the condtete. canyons of that same' °itYThere's- no intelligence,, let alone tent- mon sense, in it, We can't afford. We don't even like ita,.Bilt we gO, Don't ask me for fora logical explanation. It would be like asking a caribou why he runs back and forth, with wolves snapping at his heels. I C And the wolves are there. In The city, Just waiting for us earibet, tlrilotitthately., they don't hiok like wolves, SO you don't. knOW what's hoot-dug to you until you're hathsttitug. they look like oab,dtivets and waiters and hartehdeta. tut one: Can't Waite the wolves, Ceti one? That's what they ate itliq to Weed out the etipplea. I Ceti tell * yol that if Yet' are crippled, , at least Iitiateially, afiet. a few days, in The city, yottive been Stay, bit with your relatives; poe some 'reason, We' alwaya Stay la the best hotel. Alter dolita onlY *Wont three 'days' pay for each night in the swank joint. This is part of the whole midsummer madness. And, What the heck, it's only three d011ars each to see a movie. And what the shoot, room service charges only $1.50 for a pot of coffee, and a meagre $1.50 for a sandwich. And, Of course, you can't take it with you, so spread it around a little. And then there's the swimming. The big hotels have a swimming pool. Of • course, only the common people swim in the pool. That's what we tell ourselves every time we remember we've forgotten Our swim suits. This is about the Point-Where I start to pound my head, thinking of the mile- to pound my head, thinking of the mile- long stretch of cleaoWhite sand and clean blue Water back home.. But there's one thing say about The City in Summer. It's cool. • • Oh, not out with the rabble on the streets. They, I understand, sweat just like the rest of us. But in the big hetelS and the bars and the restaurants, air-conditioning has worked a miracle, Or something.' You can 'almost go into some of them With's:Alt an overcoat. Some of the bars are so un-cool the waiters don't even have blue lips. But In most of theft, the eua, toihere areSitting around•-'retked with- pneumonia and ,arthritis. I don't knOW why I'm Nobody forded the to 'go to The city, And if anyone tried, it would be like attempting to force a Wild to Walk baCk,- Ward.. I wouldn't go there ii you paid the. especially in the summer., But I - went. I glieSS it was for thy wife's sake, She loves a few, dayg in a big 'hotel. No laundry, Ito Mega to cook. No brains'. ROWeVer, the annual stupidity is over again, and as t said, S' great to be To More of that W ridiculous wasting of money on things prided Seven fifties' too No probientS like that at hothei inn here but the old Oat and the new WOOdPile'S. telt 's' open, the malt. Might be *de -lab lettet* 'Ylket • toViti taxes, 06440. -tug bill from last winter, batik triatiaget *melts' to See tite. I guess book to city. Sugqr i and Y .Spice By Bill Smiley