Helen Row Toews
Canadian Author & Blogger
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A daily dose of laughter really is good for the soul! And Helen should know. From a cattle ranch located in Saskatchewan, she works as humorist for newspapers across the Canadian prairies.
She flirted with that handsome doctor at a party.
Only to find, next day, he was the specialist performing her barium enema! Horrors! From the day-to-day challenges to memories of youthful transgression, she weaves captivating stories that bring a smile and sometimes a knowing nod.
What sort of woman feeds her friend brewer’s yeast instead of butter on their first morning in Rome? Or drags her protesting daughter onto a bus in Edinburgh because it was, “going their way”, only to end up dockside on the shores of the North Sea. Furthermore, why would the shinbone of a recently deceased cow be lurking in her petunias?
For the answers to these questions and more, let Helen take you from the streets of Europe to the cow sheds of Saskatchewan with her rib-tickling tales.
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About Me
Helen Row Toews
I’m a writer, driver of buses (and other assorted vehicles of size) proud country-dweller and lover of travel. I was born in small town Saskatchewan, Canada. Maidstone to be exact. Mom and dad took me home to the Charolais cattle ranch near Marshall, Saskatchewan with my brother Bill where I grew to love the prairie landscape. My childhood was unremarkable, but from quite a young age I held tightly to a dream. I wanted to be a writer. Sadly, it took fifty odd years to come to fruition, but now I am virtually unstoppable (or so I tell myself).