My mother makes it her life’s work to mock Vancouver’s snow ploughs. Having been here once during a winter storm she still regularly likes to regale me with the same story over and over and over again how the only snow plough she saw was so small, so tiny, so incredibly meek that she couldn’t [...]
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Conversations with my Mother: The Snow Plough
Posted: February 10, 2008 by condofire in Conversations with My MotherTags: conversations with a mother
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