Was lucky enough to have a visit from teh Ausralian Federal Police the other weekend at our new apartment. i was hone alone, cooking rice, had the music turned up, walking around in my trackie-dacks, as you do... as you do. Eventually heard them pounding at the first of our two doors, answered it with a saucepan full of rice in hand and closely inspected the badge that was provided, it was decidedly not impressive.
The polite but bulky gentleman came in and started asking a bunch of questions about a young Australian-Pakastani friend of mine who had recently had a flurry of financial transactions with prominent Swiss bank accounts. This associate of mine had apparently been joined in a tour of disreputable places and characters in western Europe by a traditional Irish troublemaker and the authorities were obviously a little concerned as to just waht they were getting upto... Big shout out to the lads (and you are lads!) in Europe.
Unfortuantely, I did have a visit from the immigration department, they were looking for a young indonesia female who had aparently over stayed her visa... Should have seen their eyes light up when I opened the door with a saucepan full of rice!
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ah yes, rice. you know about us Asians and rice!
Haha - Hi Alvin! How is your mums cooking by the way? Still as good as it was when I stopped over? How is your whole family?
I still haven't gotten the hang of eating that last little bit from the bottom of the bowl with chopsticks! I jsut cheat and keep filling the bowl up!
haha
my mom's cooking is still dominant as ever. My family is doing good. My dad retired as of this week (bought himself a new SUV as a retirement present!) My mom is on vacation until December and then she retires after that.
Hope all is well with you!
on the way home. party time is over for the lads. twas brilliant.
(gees, annoying poster here. sorry boss.)
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