beth parker writer

  • Who was the masked shopper?

    Who was the masked shopper?

    Okay, I know I shouldn’t take mask wearing lightly, but the other day I was in a bank where every one of us was wearing a mask. Honestly, how strange can our world get? (Don’t ask, we might find out.) To be honest, I was a reluctant mask convert. I held out until the…

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  • Flattening the technology curve

    Flattening the technology curve

    There’s lots of predictions “zooming” around these day as to how the world is going to look post COVID-19. Many, for instance, are celebrating the fact that thousands have now broken the technology barrier and embraced all manner of digital connecting, including the ubiquitous ZOOM call. (Some of us even wonder if too many…

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  • Pay attention to your knitting

    Pay attention to your knitting

    No, I haven’t got the quotation wrong. Like many sayings, the phrase “Stick to your knitting” has actually morphed from its original intent, “Attend to your knitting.” The idea isn’t to do the thing you are good at (stick), but to pay full attention to the task at hand (avoid errors). It all fits…

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  • Near wins and finger puppets

    Near wins and finger puppets

    After two weeks in an Olympic-induced comma, I couldn’t stop thinking about those who almost made it— the bobsled team that fell behind by two hundreds of a point, those skaters who missed gold with barely a point to spare, the hockey players who lost because of a shoot-out (ouch). In short, I became…

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  • A jar of moral obligations

    A jar of moral obligations

    At the beginning of December, store shelves were brimming with Advent calendars filled with chocolates. Not for me. I was presented with an “Advent Jar” filled with handwritten messages. Always grateful for a pleasant surprise, the little notes intrigued me. Did they actually represent gifts? Perhaps coupons for nice things? Inspirational quotes? Hey, maybe…

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  • Northern Lights Unplugged

    Northern Lights Unplugged

    Okay, folks, loosen up. Today’s challenge is a biggie. We’re going to pick a stunning place to visit, take in a breathtaking, awe-inspiring, once-in-a-life time mind-altering sight. And we’re going to do it without taking a photograph. In fact, you have to leave your cell phones behind and depend on your memory to remember…

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  • A rodent ate my garnish

    A rodent ate my garnish

    The waiter explained that the restaurant had a rodent problem. I’m still speculating on what happened when he returned to the kitchen to explain to his boss why he chose those particular words. It’s all part of the charm when you leave the restaurants of Toronto– or should I say, the cafes, bistros, cantinas,…

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  • Whatever floats your boat (or house)

    Whatever floats your boat (or house)

    It was the kind of conversation only a mother could have with her son in a car on the way back from the airport. “How is everything?” “Fine.” How is work? “Good.” “How’s the cat?” “OK.” “How’s the house?” “Floating.” “Floating?” “Oh, I didn’t tell you, we moved.” “Moved where?” “Oh it is a…

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