Who ya gonna call? Not a GP

** I may just get a little bit sweary in this post**

Word of warning if you move to Canada … Don’t get sick!

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Winner, Winner Chicken Dinner

When we decided to make the move from Australia to Canada I thought I would start a blog for my ramblings the only problem was I had NFI how so after several intense google sessions and using a WordPress template Maple Bacon Please was born.

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Desperately Seeking a Doctor.

Over the weekend, sitting relaxing and watching the Ice Hockey (it’s the only bloody thing that is ever on TV in this home and drives me nuts) the 8-year-old thrust a foot in my face and asked, “is it normal that this thing I have had for ages has turned black?”

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Desperately Seeking

**Apologies in advance, I do drop the f-bomb in this post**

One of the hardest things about moving overseas apart from the obvious, (saying goodbye to family and friends) is trying to find a new hairdresser.   I have enough hair on my head for 6 people, so I wear it in a short cropped hair style.  It is so ridiculously thick that when I go into the hairdressers for a trim enough hair is left behind on the floor that it could be turned into a wig.

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I just want some milk, regular milk!

When I started this blog I had no idea what I would write about or the direction it would take however I did know that I didn’t want it to become a place where I bitched non-stop about little annoyance in my new country as I often find these differences amusing.

One of the differences I am failing to find the humour in is the milk situation.  It’s freaking confusing.   I just want milk, milk I can add to my cup of tea or the 8 year old can have with cereal.  I want full fat, full flavoured milk.  It can’t be that hard, it comes from a cow, ends up in a plastic milk bottle or if you are old school in a cardboard container with a push spout but NO not here in Canada.

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Desperately Seeking Booze.

A couple of weeks ago some breaking news hit the wires and I was all over it like a rash.  You see I have been a little perplexed by the booze scene in Toronto and it was starting to feel like Prohibition is alive and well in Canada.

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