I don’t know if it’s a good omen or not but I mistakenly said the NDP’s nomination meeting in London was tonight. In fact, according to this (and remember, as you read it, the old saying about there being no such thing as bad publicity) it is tomorrow night, the 26th.
That would be forty-seven years afer my birth. Ugh! (It’s also Hillary Clinton’s but she’s got a few years on me.)
Not only that, other October 26ths have been very memorable. Don’t let the OK Corral comparisons get too out of hand!