Having a decent vent

Fighting a blizzard as you forge a pioneering passage from the driveway to the front door is what being Canadian is all about. Partly, anyhow.
After your fumbling mittens have chipped the key into the ice-encrusted lock, you shoulder the front door inwards,  beating back the swirling white gale.
The door is vaccuumed shut behind you. Warmth is [...]

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Sit and rant (anag.)

A stroll down verdant cliffs above the English Channel, a ten-minute drive around a headland topped with a twelfth-century castle, a misty amble through the medieval alleyways of a sleepy Auvergne town - I’ve enjoyed some decent commutes.

My current daily trek pretty much props up the pile: A 40-minute drive through suburban blight along 18 [...]

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