Friends are sending such kind messages about my essay on CBC’s The Sunday Edition this morning. I was in Ottawa, listening with Auntie Do, who’s heard me spouting off on radio many time before, though not recently. My daughter and her famous son (mentioned in the piece) were listening at my brother’s house in Chelsea, Quebec, but Eli started howling just as it began and continued throughout; they didn’t hear a thing. I hope not a specific commentary on my talents as writer/ reader.
Here, if I may boast, are a few nice words:
Terry: … sounded terrific on the radio today, Mrs. McCartney!