There's no way that I could find to report this to the Canadian Government - and I didn't fancy trying to raise a bug report with the first Mountie I met - so here's a blog post. As part of Canada's Electronic Travel Authorisation system, prospective visitors to the country get sent emails. The email I received had a broken image right at the top: At least there's some alt text! Gmail on Android doesn't let you view the source of an email, but the web version does. Here's what it says: …
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I'm off to a wedding in Canada which means dealing with the bureaucracy of the Electronic Travel Authorisation. The form asked me if I'd ever had a previous visa for Canadaland. As it happens, yes! I spent a year studying in Ottawa. Well then, said the form, you'd better tell me your old visa number. Ah… In amongst the various shoe boxen which serve as my ersatz filing system lay a tatty old passport. Crumpled in it was a fading visa, the ink smeared with a barely legible reference number. I…
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This is a necropost - resurrected from an ancient cassette tape. While I was studying at Carleton University in Canadaland, I joined the prestigious(?) Sock n Buskin theatre troupe. Together with "Where's the Soup", we put on an "Improv Superbowl". Basically a team version of "Whose Line Is It Anyway?" The director - Jenny - and I went on LIVE RADIO to promote our show to all of Ottawa. Somehow, that got recorded onto cassette, and then transferred to an old computer of mine. Here's our…
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This is a necropost - resurrected from one of my ancient sites - detailing some of my year studying in Canada. Hullo - finally got round to putting my pics up. There not all wonderful, I can't remember what half of them are, but they are here anyway. All the pages have lots and lots of pictures, so you might want to go and brew a nice steaming mug of Bovril as each one loads. Lots of love (void where prohibited) Note to all persons who in any way understand computers:- Right, listen up. …
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This is a necropost - resurrected from one of my ancient sites - detailing some of my year studying in Canada. 17/09/1999 "Terry - you coming to Montreal with us this afternoon?" "uh...yeah..?" A quick stop by the bank to see how they had lost my $1000 (a long winded and most distressing story) and we were set to go. A 2 hour bus ride took me, Jas, Dave, Nicola, Alison, Ingrid, Monique and Tianna to the heart of Montreal - which, it turns out, is sex town. The hostel we booked said they…
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