From across the water

The lives and love of a Dutch girl in the UK.

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Card

So there we were, at the bank, talking to a boy who did not look old enough to work there. After about half an hour he told us that he had a 4 year old daughter and that the bank holiday had been all about her. How is this possible? He looked no older than 16. Oh I don't know, I still have to get used to people having kids a lot younger than in Holland.

Two hours later, Tyronne had some financial stuff sorted out and my name was put on his account. Ha! He gave me access to his money! How foolish can he be?

Today my shiny new debit card arrived! Now, where is the nearest ATM?

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