Saturday, December 24, 2005


I must write an update of what happened to me Friday morning.

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Yesterday morning while walking around the corner of the Legislature, I noticed a worker from the Liberal Party - Sheri Shannon stepping outside to have a smoke.

Being Charles, I told her that it was bad timing on her part because she’ll have to listen to me for 10 minutes….lol

I turned my head and I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing???

I asked - Is that J.D. Irving???

She told me that it was indeed the Billionaire!

I replied- See ya later and proceeded to meet face to face one of the richest man in the Country.

I have been very critical of James Irving during these last few years.

I condemned the guy on talk shows, blogs and even in front of the Senate.

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You can read my presentation to the Senate at - target="_blank">Charles

So? It’s going to be very interesting to see the reaction of J.D. Irving once I confront the guy.

He was chatting with some guy in a fancy suit.

I approached the Billionaire and said- Merry Christmas James!

In the past, I never used the term Mr.Irving!

He quickly shook my hand and said- Merry Christmas!

I asked - How’s your Father?


He replied- He’s fine Charles!

So? He knew exactly who he was talking with. He didn’t forget my face in 4 years! I wonder why?…

I continued - How’s your son Jamie?


He continued – He’s fine!!

There I was standing face to face with a Billionaire and I only had one shot at this!

I asked him if he would allowed us in a picture with my camera?

He gladly accepted.

He wanted to take the picture of the road behind us but I suggested that we should have our picture taken with the Legislature in the background.

Hey? They say that the Irvings runs the Government right???…lol

I had problems with the camera in the past so will the picture take?

Will people believe me?

Who’s the guy taking the picture?

Will he pretend that the picture took?

This is a one shot deal and I hope that it works.

The man asked James if he was ok having his picture taken?

James proudly told the guy to snap a picture.

In the corner of my eye, I noticed a woman running < not walking > Here I am with my mouth wide open saying- Did it beep???? I had to move fast!!!!

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I mean RUNNING across the snow of the front lawn of the Legislature.

She didn’t have her jacket on so therefore she must have left her vehicle in a big hurry!!!

I wonder why???

It was Mary Keith < spokeperson of the Irvings > quickly intervened and said - Mr.Irving? We got to leave now!!!! We have a meeting!!! I could tell by the look on her face that she was being very careful what she said because she knew that I might not have a notepad but I take everything in one of my five ADHD brains!


I might add that she was out of breath.

James sorta told her that it was ok!

She insisted that they had this meeting and must leave right now!!!


I wish that I would have love to be a fly in their vehicle once that noticed that Charles LeBlanc and James Irving were going to have their picture taken together….lol…

In her part? It must have been equal to 10 cups of coffee!!!!

After the pictures were taken? I could have continued taking more pictures but I didn’t! So?

We know for a fact that Mary Keith knows about this blog because of the way she ran to stop the pictures from being taken! Hey? It's nice to see that this blog has a little bite of respect!!!

I wonder if James knew what I have been doing lately?

I quickly left the area and went home!!!

Would the pictures turned out like the one with the cop taking the bottle of pennies from me?

Will the pictures of myself and James turned out????

I went to my computer and watch with great nervousness the pictures being uploaded.

Once I saw the James Irvings picture?

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I said- YES!!! I GOT HIM!!!

After, I posted the picture? I walked by the Legislatures and all the media people were saying- GREAT PICTURE CHARLES!!!

Yes, the first reporter or Irving reporter to see this picture on the blog must have shouted to everyone in the building- HEY??? COME AND SEE THIS PICTURE????…lol…

Many asked me – What are you going to do with the picture?

You know something? After a person allows me to have their pictures taken? It’s a difficult task to go against them but this is Canada.

We are not violent people.

Look at James Irving? Standing in front of the Legislature alone with no bodyguards in sight!

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A Billionaire in Ontario or Quebec would have 10 protectors around them!


New Brunswick is a beautiful place to live. Every instance I bumped into these people?

I’m always nice and pleasant. There’s no need to shout and be angry!

I just handle myself like the P.C.’s and the Liberals meet in the hallway of the Legislature after doing battle in the House.

They shake hands and moved on with their daily lives.

Yes, THANK GOD for that guy who bought me that camera because many of you would say- Yeah that’s just Charles making up these stories???

To all the readers and supporters?

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Christmas Eve, 2005

Dear Charles,
Today, we will depart from our usual message and
share A Christmas Classic that we all know and love. May you
have a Very Merry Christmas, and may all of your Christmas
wishes come true!

First of all, let us learn all about who wrote this classic. It
written by the Rev. Clement Clarke Moore ( 1779-1863 ).
He was a professor of Oriental and Greek literature at the
Episcopal General Theological Seminary in New York City.
He wrote this classic for his children, and at first refused to let
it be published because he felt it wasn't fitting for a Priest to
write, after all it didn't mention God or Jesus Christ. After a
while his friends won and he let it be published, thus now we
have the Christmas Classic:

Twas the night before Christmas
When all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by
The chimney with care
in hopes that St. Nicholas
soon would be there.

The children were nestled
All snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar plumbs
Danced in their heads.
And Mama in her kerchief,
And I in my cap
Had just settled our brains
For a long winter's nap

When out on the roof
There arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed
To see what was the matter.
I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutter,
And through back the sash.

The moon on the breast
Of the new fallen snow
Gave the luster of midday
To the objects below,
When, what to my wandering
eyes should appear,
but a miniature sleigh
and eight tiny reindeer.

With a little old driver,
So lively and quick,
I knew in a moment
It must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles,
His courses they came,
And he whistles and shouted
And called then be name:


To The Top Of The Stairs!
To The Top Of The Wall!
Now Dash Away! Dash Away All!

As dry leaves that before
The wild hurricane fly
When they meet with an obstacle
Mount to the sky
So up to the house-top
The courses they flew
With a sleigh full of toys'
And St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling,
I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing
Of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head
And was turning around
Down the chimney St. Nicholas
Came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur,
From his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished
With ashes ands soot.
A bundle of toys he had
Flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler
Just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled!
His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses,
His nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth
Was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin
Was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe
He held tight in his teeth
And the smoke it encircled
His head like a wreath.
He had a broad face
And a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed
Like a bowl of jelly.

He was chubby and plump,
A right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him,
in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye
And a twist of his head
soon gave me to know
I had nothing to dread

He sprang to his sleigh,
To his team gave a whistle,
And away they all fly
Like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim,
Ere he drove out of sight:

With My Love & Prayers,
your servant Allen
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