Thursday, April 07, 2011

ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY ... WELL, ALMOST

Today, April 6, 2011, is/was Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada's 125th Birthday (see links below), and the connection with Tiree is that the first mayor of Vancouver, Malcolm Alexander MacLean, was born on Tiree in 1842.  He was mayor from 1886-1887. 

Malcolm Alexander MacLean * 1886-87 b. Aug. 14, 1842, Tiree, Scotland; arr. Vancouver 1885; d. Apr. 4, 1895, Vancouver. Though the man who was to be first mayor of Vancouver had only recently moved from Winnipeg and had to be persuaded to run, he grew into his role and established the office of mayor with a combination of pioneer spirit and distinction. MacLean, a realtor, was practically unknown to voters in Vancouver's first election, but he presented himself well, had travelled widely and was not Richard H. Alexander, MacLean's only opponent. Alexander was the unpopular manager of the Hastings Sawmill, the biggest employer in Granville. The city's first election was as honest as could be expected for the time, which is to say, not very. There was chicanery on both sides. MacLean won by 17 votes and "people were so elated that they took him in a buggy and hauled him all over what there was of the little town." Less than a month later the Great Fire of June 13, 1886 destroyed most of Vancouver. Mayor MacLean lost all his possessions, but plunged into organizing relief efforts and distributing rations sent from New Westminster. It became obvious he was willing and able to guide the citizens through the crisis. After the initial shock of the fire, MacLean called council together in a tent at the northeast corner of Carrall and Water Streets, and resumed the direction of civic affairs "without five cents in the bank, without an assessment roll and without even a chair to sit upon." Challenges to his mayoralty were dropped and he went on to win the next election fair and square. Just one year after the Great Fire, MacLean greeted the first train and the first steamship into Vancouver on behalf of its proud citizens.

Special thanks to Scott Cameron, Guelph, Ontario, for the information. 

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Friday, April 01, 2011

HEADING FOR A HIT

We now know that the car is going to be very expensive to repair. Something called a flywheel has to be replaced as well as the clutch. The flywheel (I think that's what it's called, anyway) is a very expensive part on it's own, so Craig at the garage tells me. Between the parts and the labour we're facing an enormous bill. And I'm not exaggerating. But what can I do? I just can't abandon the damn thing. Oh, the joys of motoring. So, there's nothing for it but to take the hit and keep smiling.

We've now been without a car for well over a week and it's starting to become a bit of a drag not having one about. My cover doesn't include the supply of a car while mine is in the garage, unfortunately, and I can't afford to hire one, especially when I don't know how long I will need it. It's true what they say, it never rains but it pours.

Which brings me on to the weather. I hate days like this, where the sky is overcast all day, the wind won't stop blowing and the rain seems to have been falling for ever. It affects the mood, there's no doubt about it. Hector can't understand why we're not out and about, keeping to our daily routine of a minimum three miles a day. He looks at me sadly and that also makes me feel guilty. You can't win!

Maybe a wee run will help. A wee 'something' would definitely help I'd only start to feel guilty about the calories. But I'm not ruling it out either. Roll on tomorrow when the weather is forecast to improve greatly.
 
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