Tag Archives: Parkdale

Picking up chicks in Parkdale

Charity bin still life

Sunday morning, coming down

Flu panic over

Modern man has no patience for pandemics. Two weeks ago, Toronto’s flu shot stations had queues around the block, but by last Friday there were more nurses than patients.

This clinic in Parkdale packed up on Sunday. Piss off, swine flu! Kids want their basketball courts back!

Hallowe’en in Parkdale

With block-after-block of spooky brick houses and a kid-heavy population, Parkdale is an ideal neighbourhood for Hallowe’en.

Halloween in Parkdale

The badmouthing tradition

Many years ago, on a particularly vile early Spring day, the sort where the calendar sings “April” but one only sees filthy piles of melting slush, I exclaimed in frustration, “Oh Toronto, you windy rathole!” I’ve always liked the sound of that phrase, and even did a mock tourism ad using it.

You Windy Rathole tourism poster

I was a bit apprehensive about using it for the blog title, as I thought it might set an overly-negative tone for all that is to follow. Imagine my delight to discover that humourously badmouthing Toronto has been popular since the city began.  Just have a look at what Parkdale poet and cartoonist John Wilson Bergough had to say about Toronto in 1877 (Toronto was trying to annex all of the neighbouring villages in those days)!

John Wilson Bergough, 1877