

As a Canadian shopping for a car should I expect price drops due to diverted supply?
As a Canadian shopping for a car should I expect price drops due to diverted supply?
My buddy warned me about the mint the pervious owners planted, and I pulled it right away. It was right by our basement entrance so I frequently peer in and inspect for mint shoots. I think there must be a buried barrier or something (like landscaping cloth) preventing it from spreading outside the bed it was in. I found a small sprig 4 years after pulling everything I could find.
My dad was doing some family tree genealogy, he discovered that one of our predecessors died of ‘dementia’ at the age of 28. He discovered that a historian had written a paper (thesis?) on a spike in the number of poisonings that happened in the area (Glasgow I think) at that time (mid-late 1800’s I think). Dad reached out to the historian and she thought it was a likely case.
So my N-th great-grandma (or her beau) probably got away with murdering my N-th great-grandpa.
Her son moved to Canada, (Toronto) went to Winnipeg for work, leaving his pregnant wife in Toronto. Then he joined the army for WWI, and died in Flanders.
Allegedly when his wife (Toronto) went to claim the pension it was already being claimed by his ‘widow’ in Winnipeg.
The baby from the pregnant Toronto wife was my great great grandmother, so he was my GGG grandfather so N=4.
I said allegedly with respect to the pension because it’s a family legend only attested to by my great-grandmother, who may have been a pathological liar. The rest of the story is reasonably verified.
My son’s school has recess up to grade 7, but I think grade 5 would be a better guess for learning the meaning of the word lesbian and also the quality of the handwriting. This is also about the time I recall girls and boys starting to have crushes.
Mate I’d be buying a car that ISN’T American, because international manufacturers would be diverting supply away from America. I have and use a bicycle, but it’s difficult to bicycle to the ski hill with my family’s skis.