Stratford, Ontario, is a winter f***ing wonderland.

Especially the icy parking lot I must traverse on my way to the Y for my aqua-fit class.

Why aqua-fit, and not, say, cross-country skiing?

Because, some thirty years ago, I slipped and fell in another icy parking lot far, far away and smashed my ankle. Then, four years later, I did something similar on an icy street and smashed my other ankle. Now I have wonky feet with extra arthritis.

F***ing winter.

I’d emigrate, but I’d miss the seasons ...