Archive for Barbette Kensington

Roxanne Tellier – Pet Sounds Revisited

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 5, 2017 by segarini

The Internet is a lot like ancient Egypt: people writing on walls and worshipping cats.”  

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Roxanne Tellier … Of Time and Tides

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 10, 2017 by segarini

Next week, I’ll be heading to British Columbia to visit my daughter, granddaughters, family and friends. My husband gifted me the fare; he knows I’ve been aching to see the girls. I’ll be there for my daughter’s birthday, and to reacquaint myself with my granddaughters, who are teetering on the brink of their teenage years, at ages 11 and 13. My daughter will have her hands full for the next decade with these two little minxes.

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Roxanne Tellier – Putting the ‘Wow’ in Pow Wow

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 25, 2017 by segarini

The Na-Me-Res lucked out with the weather for the annual traditional Pow Wow held Saturday, June 24th, at the Fort York historical site. The day was sunny, yet breezy,  and very well attended.

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Roxanne Tellier – The Fun Never Ends!

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 20, 2016 by segarini

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Well, actually … ‘fun’ would not be how I would describe the last two weeks. Incomprehensible, horrific, blacker than the blackest black humour .. yeah, that’s more like it. Maybe what I meant to say was, “When does the fun begin?”

When we last left our plucky heroine, she was picking over the broken pieces of her shattered life, accompanied by her furry companions, who were cowering under the bed.

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Roxanne Tellier: But What if You Live?

Posted in Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 18, 2016 by segarini

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For boomers, aging is a bit like puberty; we don’t know what’s next, and we’re both eagerly anticipative and terrified of what’s to come. Often simultaneously.

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