Category Archives: Big Billy

My wife Minnie is a bit of a funny bird sometimes. There’s no doubt she’s probably the smartest person I know – I mean, she really does know somethin’ about everything, whether it’s how to make the perfect spaghetti and meatballs with the whole recipe in her head, or how to make homemade wallpaper paste, …

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Last week while we were eatin’ breakfast Minnie was flippin’ through the paper and seen an ad for a meat darts tournament somewheres. Look at that, she said. Ya know what that reminds me of? The year we went to the Boxin’  Day meat darts mixed tournament and Dougie and Christy got engaged. [Read more]

Ah, Boxin’ Day. The kids are up and playin’ with their stuff, there’s a fridge full of delicious leftovers you can stuff your face with, the World Juniors hockey starts up, and nobody says boo if ya start sippin’ on a beer at 10 in the mornin’ to dull the eggnog hangover and start slippin’ …

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The first time I took Little Bill Christmas shoppin’ he was about six years old. I remember after supper one night, me and Minnie were havin’ our tea at the kitchen table when he comes racin’ in and says to his mother – Go in the room for a minute. [Read more]

It’s not that I don’t like Christmas – I do. But even if you’re so into the holidays you’re runnin’ around singin’ your head off like Bing Crosby on crack, ya gotta admit, it’s a whole lotta work. [Full story]

Well, I had a big feed of Minnie’s world famous fish chowder last weekend, which means Christmas Daddies musta been on TV. We didn’t really see much of it since they changed the way it works, but it got me thinkin’ – Christmas must be right around the corner. So I thought I’d let yis …

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Minnie got back from gettin’ the groceries the other day and I helped her haul them in from the truck and then she had to run back out again because she was goin’ over Joan’s to help her make pies for some kind of Christmas fundraiser for Joan’s ladies’ auxiliary group. [Read more]

I got my mornin’ routine and I don’t like anybody messin’ with it. Every weekday I get up, have a cuppa tea and maybe a piece of toast at the table, throw on some joggin’ pants and head down to Tim Hortons to meet up with the usual crew for our mornin’ coffee. [Read more]

We were eatin’ supper one night last week there and Little Bill announces him and his band are gettin’ back together, and I damn near fell off my chair when Minnie said they could use our basement for practice. [Read more]

I’m not sayin’ I’m some kind of genius or anything, but when it comes to coverin’ my arse, I’m one of the smartest guys I know. Take last week – Minnie was on her way out the door to go to bingo with Joan and Evelyn and them and just as she’s gettin’ her shoes …

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