Sundays are for sleeping

After a night of not feeling well I awoke to cold, rainy morning. Andy was in super organised mode and set up our Canadian bank stuff, he then went on to sort out a wire transfer which means by Thursday might have dollars in the bank! To celebrate we went for a walk and had lunch at Sylvia's on Beach Avenue with great views out to sea across English Bay. These huge tankers reminded me of the Firth of Fourth.

We had our latest night yet, managing to stay up just beyond 10pm, that's 8am to you folk back home. This was no small achievement and largely managed by going along to film night which this week was 'Bad Teacher' one guy in the audience felt the need to comment on everything which had me totally in stitches!

Feeling better.