Fluent Canadian, eh

Canada Day is coming and we want to be sure American Faeries coming to Amber Fox understand the language when they get here.

It's not hard but it might throw you for a loop if you are not prepared. We don't want you deked out of your pants that quick.

Canadians have serviettes, not napkins and you sit on a chesterfield not a davenport. A Loonie is about 90 US cents, not a wing nut. We affectionately call Toronto "Hogtown" and Calgary "Cowtown". We unaffectionately refer to "Hogtown" as the "Centre of the Universe" and yes Canadians spell center like that.

Burger King you know already so when you discover "poutine" there, you will at least be on familiar turf. It's Peanut Butter and Jam, not Jelly, unless it is really jelly. Homo means milk too. The Mother Corporation is the CBC, we pay PST and GST which we gripe about but pay anyway. A Double Double is coffee with cream and sugar, you buy bourbon at the LCBO.

Hockey is hockey, not ice hockey and you Curl on Ice. Hockey Night in Canada can be in North Carolina, Texas or New York. A bush is just that a bush, no Dubya's or capital letters needed. Softwood is from a tree, not a limp pee pee.

The Speed limit is 100 kilometres and I get 30 miles to the Imperial gallon (it's bigger). A litre is about a quart and a cup is 250ml, a beer is 347ml in a bottle and 355ml in a can. A Two Four is almost enough brewski and a Naniamo Bar is sweet. If its 32 outside its hot, and 20 is just right.

Back bacon is canadian bacon, the last letter in the alphabet is pronounced "Zed" and the first "eh". Screech is something you drink and not just the sound of your brakes. We have lots of Queens including Elizabeth 2. If someone bumps into you while walking say, "Sorry".

I know there must be more ...

Pickle Smickle

By now many of you have seen the previous post. Strange happenings are going on at Amber Fox.

Pickle Smickle.

Look carefully at this evidence,


Note the similarities...

Now that pickle looks a lot like this . Pickle Smickle I say.




The mousetache is another clue, would that Faerie eat a pickle looking so much like the Snake that guards the Path of the Snake on the The Land?

That stache has been seen before? Oh my devine Eastre, it was the stache in the picture the ProngER showed me of himself and Shy-Anne in happier times. I knew I had seen a close up before. Ok maybe more than once.


Don't worry Amber Foxian Faeries the super-duper top secret secret agent is about to return (remember its a secret, don't tell anyone ok). I will be following the clues across the country.

As you can see we have already started. Our top secret Mustache identification XronifryShavelotion device has managed to zero in close under the kryptonite powered microscope Superman sold Amber Fox at his garage sale before he disappeared. Of course it was broken but strange guidance under the full moon guided our tools in it's repair. Unfortionately the Stache was covered in Aqua Velvet so more work is needed in uncovering the owner.

If only we had a propane fridge, we could freeze samples for future identification. More work is needed, first dear faeries, we must discover who the stache belongs too.

Too amazing to be believed....!

Breaking News!

The editorial staff of this blog continue to bring you the latest breaking news from The Land aka Amber Fox. Through tireless investigation during this past week, following the Victoria Day weekend gatherette, our CSI-trained staff of scientists has thoroughly analyzed this photo (taken at the aforementioned gatherette). Said scientists have confirmed the...
unmistakable trace of the Last Supper burned into the crust of a fried dill pickle!
This tasty morsel, available at fine chain restaurants throughout the U.S. Bible belt, was prepared by Geneva according to the low-fat version found in the Slenderella Cookbook. When the pickle was pulled from the hot grease there was an audible gasp! The apparition was clearly visible, burned right there into that ever-so-yummy and crunchy bread crumb crust.

To make your own dill pickle apparition, simply dip sliced dill pickles in an egg wash, coat in a mixture of bread crumbs and flour, and fry in hot oil until the apparition of your choice appears. (Warning: some apparitions may cause rioting.) Here at Amber Fox we enjoy dipping our pickles in Ranch dressing, but feel free to dip yours in whatever you like.

Faries quickly decided to venerate the Holy Dill Pickle. Unfortunately, before we could place it in a plastic case and sell it on eBay, disaster struck....
Miraculous Dill Pickle Eaten!

Fortunately, we have on film, captured forever, the glowing spirit of the Holy Dill Pickle as it went to its final resting place....

The Pot of Gold

Here I am way out west on my super-duper secret mission and the rainbow appears. Its clear the end is at Amber Fox.

I can find my way back now, so can you, just follow the rainbow.

Happy Victoria Day!

Happy Victoria Day to all you good Faeries at Amber Fox and throughout her Majesty's realm.

I took a day out of the undercover stuff, popped my rain hat on and enjoyed the warm rain, using Shy-Anne's pool with a few friends, here a couple of us toast our most Gracious Queen.

Happy Birthday to "Elizabeth the Second, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom, Canada and Her other Realms and Territories Queen, Head of the Commonwealth, Defender of the Faith."

Now Betty wasn't born on the fourth Monday of May, it was April 21, 1926. But then all you good Faeries knew that.

And guess what, her real name is Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor and she belongs to Britain's Royal House (Family) of Windsor (not Windsor Ontario though).

So lift your glasses high and sing ...

Dieu sauve notre reine,
Notre glorieuse reine,
Vive la reine!

Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us,
God Save the Queen!!

(english recording here)

The picture above was taken on April 17, 1982. The Queen is signing the Canadian Constitution and Charter of Rights and Freedoms. Canada's best known Faerie, Prime Minister Pierre Elliott Trudeau watchs.

Many countries use the tune for their national anthem and it was according to Wikipedia, the "defacto" national anthem of the United States through out the 19th century. The song is "My Country, 'Tis of Thee." You can find the words here.


My Country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrim's pride,
From every mountainside
Let freedom ring.

Disguise's needed for Agent 002

While Faeries frolic at Amber Fox, I continue deep undercover as a super-dooper top secret secret agent to lure more faeries to Amber Fox. It has broadened beyond this Victoria Day Weekend gatherette (Still time to make it if you go soon).

To do this I need some help from some very smart and fashion aware Faeries on some new outfits I have come across in a catalog. Please help choose from among these clever disguises.

To the left is a pair of Brownie Overalls, they could double for working on The Land.




Then there is the classic Blue and White Chambray Russian suit to the right that comes with a whistle should I need to summon assistance in a hurry.
Next I found what is called a Pretty Blue and White Chambray Suit with Bloomer Pants.
They would do fine for he office too once I gain employment in the far east.










I am leaning to this one as in this day, what with all goings on in America a White Linen United States Navy Sailor Suit ought to make me welcome upon ventures into the the land of the free and home of the brave.

Mark you votes or comments below. Don't worry about the prices as they appear to be very affordable. Remember not to tell anyone, I need to remain undercover cause that's what Super-dooper top secret secret agent's do!

Come to Amber Fox

And Discover...
New and exciting foods hand made with faerie energy...











Come to Amber Fox
And Meet...
New and interesting people...

(Well, at least meet new people)


Come to Amber Fox
And Witness...
(and be part of) exciting acts of outrageous fun!

It's the Victoria Day Weekend Gatherette!

Shy-Anne "Oh my god it's bad..."

Shy-Anne it appears was off to Amber Fox in a flash, the TJ must have burned alot of rubber to make it for sure. I suspect it has alien resources to fall back upon, but more on that investigation later.

So while Shy-Anne is away, time to check out her abode. The front is a gaudy pink, you saw it here on AKA Amber Fox blog. The yard, the gate, the view give the appearance of something lavish, rich. I tried the front door, it was latched with a chain, I could only get my nose through. Drat!

I saw a sticker on the wall, so I took a picture.

I went around the back of the trailor next, discovering that the whole place is a facade, the trailor that is suppose to be immaculate, the latest in Martha's Trailor Living, was not even close. It was clearly a 1950's trailor. I suspect it was the trailor she got from her first divorce. The back door looked to have this new picture painted on it, an attempt to mullify new new cowboy beau.

She is clearly going back to her roots with more than her hair by the looks of it.

The picnic set was augmented with a gas barrel hedge, the likes I have never seen. It was truly a sight to see.

I tried the back door, it was open! Of course it was, that is like it has always been with Shy-Anne, if you need company you use the back door if the porch light is on. I guess she forgot to turn it off when they sped away yesterday. In those days her show name was different I discovered. She went with the more subtle name, "Ineada Mann". I think that was the name the ProngER was mumbling in his tears when I spoke to him.

Inside the back door was this poster of Dolly.

It appears to be all she has left of her friendship with Dolly. The back is signed "To my dear sister, Shy Anne, Love your bigger sister, Dolly."

Oh the Humanity, so far have the glamorous fallen. I just hope her new cowboy stud can get back on the horse.