Just Peachy

It has been about a month since I released my memoir about working in radio, Adventures in the Radio Trade, into the wild, the day after I retired from the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, and the day I became a full time writer.

“How’s all that working our for you?” someone asked me the other day.

“Just peachy,” I told them.

“What do you mean by just peachy?” they wanted to know.

“My wife bought a whole bunch of peaches and we had to eat them all up before they went bad,” I explained. “They were some good though.”