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The Guardian Weekly - - Diversions - War­ren Red­man

Dur­ing the 60s we used to call it, af­fec­tion­ately, The Guar­niad in def­er­ence to its reg­u­lar mis­prints, now a thing of the past thanks to tech­nol­ogy. In 1984 in Lon­don, I met the love of my life and in­tro­duced her to the Cryptic cross­word. I lived in the UK, and she in Canada.

It took seven years of lonely an­guish and un­solved clues be­fore we got to­gether. While we lived in Cal­gary for an­other 20 years, the Globe and Mail was our read­ing mat­ter, which con­tin­ued when we moved to At­lantic Canada. I grad­u­ally re­duced the time I spent as a life coach and emo­tional fit­ness trainer and took up full-time writ­ing. A few months ago, the Globe de­cided to drop its cir­cu­la­tion to this re­gion and I took out a sub­scrip­tion to the Guardian Weekly.

So here we are, af­ter 34 years, re­united with our lost love. I pore through ev­ery ar­ti­cle, not a mis­print in sight, lap­ping up the as­tutely writ­ten ar­ti­cles, oc­ca­sion­ally by well-re­mem­bered jour­nal­ists, hun­gry for more cricket news and grate­ful for the wide-rang­ing and im­por­tant world top­ics cov­ered.

By Sun­day, we are ready to set­tle down to the Cryptic cross­word over a long and lazy break­fast, with the view of She­diac Bay from our win­dow, per­haps reread­ing Na­ture watch. Thank you to the Guardian Weekly for be­ing back in my life, and help­ing to en­rich it even fur­ther. The three of us to­gether again.

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