If you missed the news this evening, or the last couple of days, and wondered if there had been reports of a giant monster composed of dirty dishes terrorizing Halifax, then let me put your fears to rest. Halifax is fine. The dishes remain in my sink, dirty, unwashed, mocking me with their lack of cleanliness.
Unless I am re-called to the cottage suddenly tomorrow night, washing my dishes will be the major activity around here.
It is the least I owe my city.