RICK MacLEAN: When BW and Plowman squared off in the driveway
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RICK MacLEAN: When BW and Plowman squared off in the driveway
I didn’t mean to provoke a fight between Beautiful Wife and the Plowman.
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This is Canada. So (A) everyone who doesn’t live in Vancouver has a plowman, the guy with the tractor who shows up after every snowstorm to “clear you out.”
If you’re not from Canada, add “clear you out” to your cellphone’s translator for Canadianisms. It’s right up there with “eh” – pronounced “A.” Don’t ask us why. It just is, eh.
And (B) we’re the nice ones in North America, so we don’t go around looking for fights with the guy who’s helping us when we’re digging out from the latest storm.
There is a (C) to these Canadian rules.
We don’t discuss which team is better – the Leafs or the Canadiens. (It’s the Canadiens. Go ahead, tell me the last year the Leafs won a Stanley Cup.) And we don’t discuss politics in the middle of the driveway when it’s snowing.
At least, we don’t until I asked BW to start proofreading chapters of the book I’ve been working on for the last year. Third draft is the charm. Or........
