For some time now, our fields here at FWIS have lain fallow, as we've pursued pursuits that have frequently found us frolicking fulsomely outside the boundaries of our little Duchy-by-the-Don.

And, faithful readers, there hasn't been much to comment on about Doings in the Duchy, seeing that on the overall, there hasn't been much doing, other than the occasional moan emanating from the heritage deprived areas of King-by-the-Don.

And there, as Corktown Bubbles might say, is the rub. In our travels to The Other King (and Queen) west of Yonge, we've seen something that's missing from our little neck of the woods: Signs of Life. Why, One can walk down King or Queen here at any time of day or night, and see little more than the occasional wanderer. East (Riverdale) and west of us, the streets are a throbbing, tempestuous, tumultuous tumescence of activity. (continued...) »

Local lady of the night Corktown Bubbles trudged into the offices of The One recently. with a tale to tell (as opposed to some to sell). The surprisingly sombre strumpet seemed more pensive than usual.

"I was happy with my life of wanton harlotry, until my beloved father "Pop" Bubbles told me, on his dying bed, that I was overdeveloped! This was his dark secret." I didn't knew what was going on then, but soon enough, things were popping up all over!

"Next thing you know, people were flocking to the Duchy from all over the place. I became a popular destination, as it were. Who woulda' thunk it?" she said, her mood brightening. (continued...) »

What with the palpable air of excitement hanging over our impending parliamentary elections like a fart in a sauna, we thought it timely to consider what this means to our little neck of the woods. A neck which currently appears to be on the chopping block much like that of a soon to be cooked chicken. Or perhaps a goose, if you're anticipating the substance - or lack thereof -  of any directors' reports we hear tonight. We're particularly interested in the current Parliament's comments around: (continued...) »

As we reflect on the past year, a little belatedly, our thoughts turn to the Duchy, and recent related discussions on the now long-relocated e-list regarding past performance and future potential for our Parliament.

While some might make biblical comparisons - perhaps Lazarus rising from the dead - those of us here in The Land of One are more inclined to draw metaphorical links with the iife of the Great Entertainer and Mom, Ms. Britney Spears, who appears to be sinking ike the Titanic, and, like a squirrel in the fall, getting nuttier by the minute. (continued...) »