Profile of Susan Flanagan

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  • The secret life of Larry’s webcam

    I came to this realization by chance. It was a day like any other in the bay. Relaxing, rejuvenating and telephone free. The sense of inner peace ...

  • Time for the beautiful game

    And anyone with a stick can play. We sometimes have three-foot-nothing toddlers squaring off against six-foot-five teenagers.On the odd occasion ...

  • Living in a painting

    On this trip, inspiration to be a better parent came unexpectedly in the form of Dutch painter Vincent Van Gogh, whose story taught me to support ...

  • No one here gets out alive

    My favourite spot in Paris is Père Lachaise cemetery, a calming quiet place far from the hustle and bustle of the big city. It is a massive oasis ...

  • Fine wines and sore behinds

    That (and a seat sale) is how my husband and I found ourselves on a flight from Montreal to Paris six days before Easter.From Charles de Gaulle ...

  • The buried ‘treasures’ of spring

    The previous December, an early snow had come fast and furious, quickly covering up decorations. The snow stayed on the ground that year and it ...

  • Getting a leg up

    A week later, when I saw Joy again, she told me that FanFest day was the first time Jack had walked without a walker or a wheelchair since last ...

  • The Caprice Classic and The Tickle

    “Is the van taken tonight?” No 2 looking for the Flanavan. In our house, three of the five children are licensed drivers. No. 1 has his own car ...

  • Marilou and the Big Snow

    This winter reminds me of winters of my childhood, which involved plastic-bag lined boots, skating on Kenny’s Pond and tobogganing on Tracey’s ...

  • Living on the sledge

    I was a little perturbed at first when I found out there was a $5 entry fee per person, but the experience turned out to be more than worth it. ...