Yesterday, we sang happy 140th birthday for Canada, in a sea of Red and White, there was even a cake. 140 years seems crazily short to me, but any excuse for a party, eh?

Hazel, the crazy local mayor (who at 86, yep you read right, 86, is still going strong) – and has been around for the majority of the 140 years – demanded that we all integrate into Canada. How patronizing. I saw more flags, canada tattos, t-shirts pronouncing ‘i am canadian’, canadian beer and chicken wings, and Tim Horton cups – so I don’t think there is a problem there. Doesn’t mean that everyone supports Canada in the Cricket though!

This was Jack’s first Canada Day and he is a fully paid up, integrated, Canadian.

Camera is currently broken, so no photo’s of Jack… rest assured he’s moving into the ugly stage!