Pate cate j ! ' 3 aE ’ MOST controversies raised: recently in h the North: Shore News over the new Ko’ North Vancouver District municipal hall should raise further questions over the decisions that are generated inside that, / building, whether it be new or old. {| They also resurrect concerns over the fate “of another more pressing North Shore build- _ (monstrous blunder. 'were more outspoken he'd have fealled it what it really was — a i Major Disaster. tkind to’Lord: Louis Mountbatten . blame Canadian officers for this ing project: if siation. While district residents ponder the justifi- cation for an additional $557,000 for a - thunicipal hall ‘project that was originally _ estimated to cost $9.4 million hut is already over the $11 million. mark, the -police force -.dhat patrols North Vancouver City and " District continues to work out of an outdated ~ building that is substandard when measured by almost any federal, provincial, or munici- An. expanded North Vancouver RCMP | WlCRKia Tinea FF WH SS pal yardstick. A new North Vancouver police station has been planned and discussed for the past 15 years, , ‘North Vancouver City and District have been sporadically lobbing. (he project’s fund- ing bali back and forth across municipal nets for the past decade. : Thus far, however, the only real loser in the game is local law enforcement, because ground has. yet to be broken on a new police facility even though just aboul everyone agrees that North Vancouver City and Nistrict-and their police department need one. . Better furnishings for the. district munici= pal hail or a proper building for North Vancouver’s police force? Once again municipal priorities appear to have run_off the rails. third try. First she hit was torpedoed, Dear Editor: No doubt Doug was being his usual understited self when he called Dieppe a screw-up. If he And] feel he was a little too when he quoted only. those who | Lord Louis” wartime achieve- ments, up to the ime he was made Conimander- -in-Chief of Combined Operations, were to Jose his destroyer. HMS Kelly, sunk on the \ Publisher Managing ty Associate Editor .. Sales & jparketing Director. Comptroller... North Shore News, founded in 1969 as an independent suburban Newspaper and qualified under Schedule 111. Paragraph 311 of the Excise Tax Act, is published each Wednesday, Friday and Sunday by North Shore Free Press Ltd. and distributed to every doar on the North Shore. Canada Post Canadian Publications Mait Sales Product Agreement No. 0087238. Mailing rates available on request. Submissions are welcome but we Cannot accep! respons:oiity tor unsoucited material including manuscripts and pictures which should be accompaned by a stamped, addressed envelope. Pater Speck > mony Renshaw Newsroom V7M 2H4 a mine. and finally dive- bombed. And, he very nearly lost another, the IMS Javelin, during one of Kelly's repairs. Alb this with no notable losses to the enemy. With these somewhat doubtful quatifications as a sea none whatsoever on land, strangely appointed Commuander- in-Chief of Combined Operations took over the destiny of many thou- sands and planned the Dieppe raid. Against all advice, tr delays, insufficient inaccurate intei- ligence, and the withdrawal of air Display Advertising Real Estate Advertising 985-6982 Classitied Advertising Norh Shore Managea ieppe was a monumental disaster and adequate naval support, he pressed on to the inevitable disas- ter. ‘ It was not a rehearsal for D-Day, and could not, and did not, serve any useful purpose. Anyone else would most cer- tainty have paid for such reckless disregard, but remember, Lord Louis was the King’s cousin. Only one. man, of those in the know at the Gime, stood up publical- ly to Mountbatten and never for- gave him this tragedy — a Canadian, Lord Beaverbrook. Denis Mason West Vancouver then she captain, and this Sache rcus | i 986-1337, * 986-1337: 985-3227 985-2131 980-0511 Distribution Subscriptions Fax Administration 986-6222 985-2431 ths newspana! Conians recytied fire RumnAyemetmealusrorentae 113% Lonsdale Avenue North Vancouver B.C. 5D4 DIVISION 61,582 (average circulation, Wednesday. Fnday 2. Sunday) Entire cantenis © 1994 North Shore Free Press Lid. All rights reserved. SEX IS everywhere. So I suppose it won't hurt if 1 describe our [4th wedding anniversary, Short years ago, sex would hardly have been a suitable topic for an editorial page's august columns —- not even sex in the Seplember of one’s life, (Little whintsy there. Pay no attention. cll go away.) But today it (ills the family newspitpers. They print terns they'd never dreamed of printing, disguising them as Latin, Maclean's, official magazine of Mid-Canada, runs gossipy surveys divulging how often, to how many, and when, (Notice Quekzcers score high- est. Hmmm, [ve often wondered why they dant send fie detector tests down there.) So no apologies for the follow. ing. [tis pure scientific re Aad the field studies are demanding. Lotsa nights and week- ends. No coffee breaks. It's just work, work, work — especially at my age, which is 59, To be honest, it’s getting to be a $6 We've had only three actual anniversaries Since that wonderful day ~ in 1980.99. lot like a fireman's job: a fot of sleeping, and not much fire. But on with our 14th. I must explain that we have a special difficulty. My chosen one and | were married ona Lei ap Year day —- a Feb. 29. Thus we've had only three actual anniversaries since that wonderful day in £980, So on off-years, we tend to mute the celebration. No horn-blowing, no purty hats. ; In such years we make a fist at staying up till midnight, sharing a garele of cheap champagne, and shaking hands, Even this seldom comes off. So this year, faced wires the choice of imbibing aMet& Chandon we've had-f.s some time, or one of the four Mumms feft over trom our wedding. | went straight to the Bright's President, the exquisite Ontario beverage bought months ago at 75 cents off for just such an occasion. | popped it into the fridge with maximum sophisticavon, right behind the children’s Beep. My wife. the jade, [irtatiously whispered into my car at 9 p.m, that if F cleared my bed of its usual 75 kilos of papers, books, manuscripts ete. and if] were very, very good, | might reccive a voluptuous mid- night visitor. Strange time for someone to call. thought f. Then ] caught on, I quivered with anticipation, or Trevor Lautens GARDEN OF BIASES cold. { sleep virtually in the attic and it is damned frigid up there, (By the way, you don't think we'd sleep together, do you? Not with my sprawling habits, Not with my eccentric schedule.) Midnight found my beloved slumbering in her narrow bed. | presume. f was dead to the world myself. ‘ However, at 3 am, I thought the Bright’s would be chilled enough, | and wandered down to her dark- ened room, There was another small but definite shape on her bed, and [was about to thrash the bounder within acentimetre of his life, but il wats only the dag. My beloved was deep in 1 tian other fellow's arms, Morpheus. - {had already steadied my — courage and enhanced my appeal ' with a strong shot of Listerine, so it occurred to me te romantically awaken her with a passionate k I placed my lips rather gingerly on hers, t taking care not to hit het nose or wrist in the dark, and exid ed the said passion. There was a faint stirring, aiid then an answering response, Our. lips lingered fora tong, long. ‘ minute. m bas My own transferred themselves .to her cheek, fo her ear, to the val- ley of her (steady'on, now)‘neck, T emitted little puffs of heat from my mouth. That always gets them going, | remembertd.: ‘ I began to consider travelling, further south, bu! thought Id throw, in another kiss for good measure before proceeding too recklessly: ° My wife was gone. She had re- | entered the tomb of a beatific sleep. “Probably passed out with the - sheer cestasy of it all;“T assured’ myself. | have my pride too, you know, I retired to my own bed and, quite exhausted from these volcanic amours, swiftly resumed my own: nocturnal noddings, my.status as ., the Don Juan of Greater Tiddlycove | secure. The next morning | learned that soon afterwards our big daughter, the nearly-nine-year-old, had dreamt there was a singularly relentless spider stuck on her arm. and repaired for comfort to my wife's bed for the rest of the night. © God knows what she might have thought if she had discovered Daddy shoring along Mama’s neck. So our [4th was spent very hap- pily. and Maclean's can plaster this true confession allover the place as far as Um concerned.