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“Code 1000. Repeat, Code 1000.”

This evening in Ikea (don’t judge me) we were just done shopping when the PA system blares this. Three times in a row. We notice that all staff around us go into action immediately.

Clever as I am (don’t judge me) I pull out my phone and google “Ikea code 1000“.

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Turns out, first announcement means an unconfirmed alarm (fire etc.). Second time is a warning to all staff to prepare an evacuation. And third means business. Yes, we heard three, so I shovel the wife and kids out to the car right away.
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I discovered a 30-year-old bank account

When I was around nine years old, my parents opened the first back account in my name, seeded with money I received as a birthday present. That was, of course, a huge deal to me. My own bank account!

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And I had so much money, peaking at just over a hundred deutsche Mark! That’s around €50 or $57(US) in today’s world. This is a veritable fortune when you’re nine.
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10 years in Austria!

We interrupt our regular schedule with this special announcement:

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On this day ten years ago, I drove our moving truck into Vienna, and we’ve lived and worked in or near Vienna ever since.

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Made in Japan

Yesterday I promised I’d reveal another small blog I’m building. But first, a little background: you see, I lived and worked in Tokyo between 2001 and 2003, and it was incredibly exciting. When you spend five days in Paris and claim you’ve been there then you’re technically right because you really were there, but I feel you haven’t really been there unless you’ve spent a significant amount of time in a place because actually living somewhere would give you a completely different understanding of that place.

 

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Twins have more fun

I would hope that most of my followers know that I am a twin. If not, well, you do now!

What’s it like? One benefit is that we get to prank people. But to be honest it’s a lot more fun when people make mistakes and wrong assumptions all on their own, without us having plotted and planned any shenanigans.

My brother and I used to have a part of our old website dedicated to some of our best twin stories, but one of our cleanup sprees took those pages offline. That’s going to change now! Continue reading ‘Twins have more fun’