Drama at the office yesterday. The fire alarm went off and thinking it was just a drill everyone took their time. Once outside there was 4 fire trucks and we found out it was an actual fire on the second floor. Just a tiny one and no one got hurt. Instead we had coffees (as in chai tea) and got a 45 min break out in the cold and rain.
The fire man waved at me. Dont they have anything better to do than pose for the camera (which we know they dont from all our travels abroad posing with various officials – best is the Brazilian police men from the german drug story)
The Christmas transformation is complete. A gigantic Christmas rose live in our living room. I celebrated by watching Glee and eating ginger bread dough.
Letters to my family 