A couple of years ago we had to give a brief introduction of ourselves in a playwriting group. I had a little time to think about it and realised that I consider myself a northerner through and through: born in northern England, moved to North Vancouver and now live in Northern Ontario.
This morning I drove halfway across town with my mixed music cd playing. When "Life in a Northern Town" by Dream Academy came on, I cranked it up and sang loud. It's one of my all time favourite songs, partly of course because of the great energy and beat of the song itself but also because the words resonate with me and immediately transport me back to my hometown in the mid to late 60s.
The first line is : "Salvation Army band played..." We lived out back of the Sally Ann. They often played their band on our street corner or marched up and down the street or practised with the hall doors open. Once they played right outside our house. Unfortunately Dad was on nights at the time and certainly didn't appreciate them playing outside his bedroom window. He called down to Mam a few times to tell them to move on. But she didn't. Finally Dad opened the window and yelled at them himself. Lots of choice words. They moved on quickly and we ended up with a humourous family story.
The third line of the song is "...And the morning lasted all day...all day..." The way it does when you're a kid. The way it still can when the sun is high, the sky is blue, trees are blossoming and you're going about your everyday life in a northern town.
Welcome! I'm Sue Blott: a writer of all things, a poet at heart, mom, wife, daughter, step-mom, grandma, tea drinker, tai chi-er, mystic, artist, dreamer...and now a blogger! This is my world.