english breakfast, with genuine english bangers. quick tidy up to keep the missus happy (not that it worked) and mark and i hung out at the airport. bumped into matt medd, turns out he was due to land just as we arrived. refer to the lesson on day four for clarification. matt got interrogated by customs at each end, firstly for not having an infant, and later for knowing all too much. we ate food, took out the recycling (which these canadians are rather good at) then finished the order of service.
jacob came by; he didn't seem to quite grasp the concept of the pancake.
we introduce matt to the wonderful game of cribbage; he lost. as did everyone.
jacob is travelling downtown tomorrow to get his hair styled, it's about time. matt and i have plans to meet him.
we're plotting a hockey game in the apartment; don't tell bethany til we've replaced the tv.
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