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Right now I’ve got Heart is a Beating Drum by The Kills as the ring tone on my phone.

But at the moment it’s also in my playlist, so whenever it comes on during work I think somebody is calling me, and I’m disappointed when I discover that it’s actually in fact a phone call. #FirstWorldProblems.

Is this whole women get to propose on February 29th hullaballoo a known thing in Canada? Is it just something I’ve buried my head in the sand and ignored? Or possibly just forgotten about?

Although I was here in Ireland four years ago, so I should remember that last occurrence at least. I suppose nobody proposed to me, so maybe I can be forgiven for not marking it in my memory as anything special. Unless somebody did propose to me and I’ve forgotten that as well. If so, I’m sorry about that.

Here is quite a good blog article on the bbc website that sorta rambles on about the shady underside of the British underworld, but ends in a discussion about Japanese sea life sport movies such as Calamari Wrestler and Crab Goal Keeper. So while there may (or may not) have been some serious fraud, it was apparently all worth it.

When you leave your car in for servicing, and it comes back with the radio tuned to a station not in your list of preset stations, rest assured that you have been judged and found wanting.

I spent the year 2000 working in Australia (or at least part of it). They have some forced pension scheme there that’s run through private companies which I paid money into way back when, sorta the equivalent of the CPP plan in Canada. Now obviously I’ve left the country never to return (or at least never to live in again) so in theory I can claim that money back, and Lonnie tried to get me to do just that a few years back, and even went so far as to send me the last statements he had of my accounts (as they were getting sent to his address). It got awkward, so I gave up, but I was going through old paperwork recently and found the documents and decided to give it aother punt. And it seems to be working! The lady on the phone says she’s sending me the documents. My $400 in 2004 has now grown to $560, there’s a 30% tax hit because it was tax free income initially, and the exchange rate is around 0.67, which should in the end mean I get about £260.

Which I will spend on beer. It seems only fitting.

The tent is enormous when you see it inside.

This one has been around for awhile, but is always worth reposting.

And here it is! The boerenkool as promised. Overall it tasted pretty much as you would expect, so decent enough. What I really like though is that everything is done in one pot, that gets a big thumbs up for me. actually, I did the bacon separately, but that’s optional and I probably wouldn’t bother with it in future.