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Huffle worked from home. The boys went to school as normal. It was another cold one with temperatures of -17 (windchill -27*) and the boys weren't allowed out of school again. They are not happy and they both said "It's not THAT cold!"

Huffle did some work and I had breakfast and watched half an espisode of Bletchley Circle as recommended by Grandad. It is very good. Mid-morning Huffle and I went to our local town to renew our Health cards. These allow us to visit the doctors and hospitals without having to pay the $100 that Moo had to pay when she was here. We arrived with lots of paperwork proving who we were, passports, driving licenses etc. First of all we realised we had forgotten the kids Healthcards which meant I had to come again a different day. Huffle's card was sorted first, his papers and identity sorted, photograph taken and then she realised we had to be in a different place, a place where they deal with people who are here on a work permit. We decided to come home and get the kids cards so we could do it all together. After double checking that we knew where we were going and a quick call to make sure they could do what we wanted, it turned out we needed to go to a different place. Off we went, documents in hand to a much bigger place where we expected queues and delays but it all went very fast. We didn't need new photographs, our old cards or much identification. All done.

As we were hungry we stopped for dinner at a place called King Richard's English Pub. Which King Richard though? We thought about asking them but we guessed they would say "there was more than one?". Huffle had a Steak and Kidney Pie (very English) and I had a Quesadilla (not very English).

We had a quick trip to buy some more kitchen cupboard sticky paper as I am currently lining all the drawers and cupboards with lovely paper to make it easier to clean should there be any more mice incidents. We haven't had any mice for a while but Huffle did catch two a couple of weeks ago. Since then we have been clear.

I have acted as Huffle's secretary today, reading his emails while he was driving and making up voices for all his colleagues - apparantly I got none of them right. Reading the forms we took today it says I am not allowed to work (that means I cant even volunteer), and am not allowed to go to college. I wonder if I can do a night course? I have a yearning to learn French language (only because I want to help the boys with their French and live in Montreal when Small goes to University there) and thought it might be better to go to a class rather than learn it at home by myself like a Billy no mates. To go to work or proper school I have to wait until we are Permanent Residents. BOOO!

Huffle carried on working and I tidied the loft (my crafty side was a bit messy and had not been touched since Christmas Wrapping). The boys came home from school. Small's friend came over to play and I made dinner and Oatmeal Cookies. They played nicely on the Wii until smalls friends dad picked him up. We chatted to him about the weather and he said that he couldn't remember a longer sustained period of cold since the 1970's. Why is it that everywhere Huffle and I go (whether on holiday or a longer move) we promote the weirdest of weather not normally seen for many many years. In Tuscany we had the hottest weather for forty years, Cyprus was the wettest for many many many years, Bulgaria had two days of solid snow that the locals hadn't seen for a long time and the ice storm and coldest weather here that hadn't been seen since the 70's. I wonder what weather we will take back to the UK???

We had a random funny conversation at dinner:

ME: a lady in the healthcard place said if she met you, she would want to hug you because of your name.

SMALL: well I'm never going there then. Why?

ME: Because your name is Alfie and it reminds her of a character in a film called Little Rascals.

SMALLEST: There is a film called Alfie

ME: Yes and the man who plays Alfie will be your next Father.

SMALL and SMALLEST: What?

HUFFLE: Mummy wants Jude Law the man who plays Alfie to be your next Father

ME: When Daddy runs off with Penelope Cruz.......

SMALL: what the one from Wacky Races?

HUFFLE: No, not her, Penelope Pitstop is too needy

ME: but you don't mind Penelope Cruz?........

That then prompted the boys to check out the list of racers and pictures of Wacky Races for the rest of the meal - Silly family.

I read a report today in the Canadian news saying that a British Shop has been stopped from selling Marmite and Irn Bru. The reason being that there are too many added vitamins. They are not on the approved list of foods for Canadians. WHAT? All the Sh!t that is sold here and they are stopping Marmite. There is no cordial here because they let their kids drink Soda (fizzy drinks) and the bags of crisps are sooooo big........ To be fair Moo and I read a report about Marmite saying that it has something in that is not good for Alzheimers and Memory Loss. The shopkeeper here of the British shop said "and this from a country that allows one to buy firearms, guns, and bullets.....".

 

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