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Tuesday, 24 December, 2002

I am so fickle. One day it's Ethan, and the next day I'm holding hands with Ian and kissing Connor. And we say men are bad!

Each year my company invites everyone to bring their kids into the office for a holiday breakfast before we close for the holiday. So David and Kim brought their twin boys, Connor and Ian. Jay brought in his twins, Jack and James as well, and there was a non-stop stream of munchkins around the office all morning. What fun!


Ian - the rap star

James - with some help from Marilyn

Ian avec chapeau

Jack and James - with help from Carol and Marilyn

[Don't you think that Ian looks like a rap star - Busta Diaper??]

We get a daily e-mail summarizing various insurance news items. This one caught my eye and the sad thing is . . . they're serious!


Norway-based insurers are set to introduce stricter conditions for covering the transportation of dried cod known as Baccala to southern Italy by Norwegian fish haulers, following a spate of thefts by highway robbers in the region. At the same time, the insurers want haulers to commit to using at least two drivers on deliveries within Italy, to employ armed escorts in hijacking blackspots and to deploy Global Position System satellite surveillance of all trucks. Without the introduction of such measures, the insurers have warned that they will be forced to withdraw cover - a move which would jeopardise a trade worth about 100m annually. The threatened withdrawal of cover follows one insurer reportedly facing payouts of 700,000 for 10 truckloads of stolen cod.

So this is what the world has come to: terrorist attacks, suicide bombers, and now this.


[The horror, the horror . . . ]

I called Mom and Dad tonight - to wish them a happy Christmas Eve, and also to see if Mom has been getting any birthday cards in the mail. Her birthday is the day after Christmas and a little bird hinted that she would be receiving a LOT of cards this year.

[Heh, heh, heh.]

While I was on my way to work this morning, I saw something unusual. The sun was just coming up over the horizon and I noticed that there was a prism of light forming an arc over the sun. I pulled out my camera and snapped a picture:

Rainbow over Penn's Landing

[How about that? A Christmas Eve rainbow!]

Well, it's getting late, the snow has started to fall and I'd better get to bed so that Santa can pay a visit. I hate waking up to that stocking full of coal.

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Quote du jour:

"Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night"

-- Clement Clarke Moore

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