Sunday, 18 November 2012

Scottish independence: doing the sums

I'm again breaking from my usual theme today, and again because of political reasons. The last time I did this was when I published a letter that I sent to the then Home Secretary (posted here). Unsurprisingly, she never replied to me but at least the income thresholds have dropped enough that I could probably afford to come back if we didn't have too many kids.

Anyway, today I want to talk about independence. Most of you have probably got at least a vague sense that Scotland will be having a referendum soon to decide whether or not she says cheerio to her southern neighbours and becomes a proper, grown-up country like wot the other kids have done. I guess that my host country, the US, got its independence from the UK a wee while ago now, so there is some relevance to my blog post. After more than a year of petty squabbling and positioning, the UK and Scottish governments finally got it together to agree a legally-binding referendum in the autumn of 2014.

Now that we've got a date for the referendum, you would expect that everyone is getting down to the serious business of having a fact-based, rational discussion on the most important decision facing our country since 1707, right? We can balance on one side all the good things the union has done for Scotland, and weigh it against how standing on our own two feet will bring about a fairer, more prosperous Scotland? Not bloody likely. In the absence of a common foe, us Scots have always revelled in fighting amongst ourselves. The pretty squabbling between Labour & SNP is a case in point: how can two supposedly left-of-centre parties who share so many common goals have such an acrimonious relationship?

I'm going to do something unusual today and I'm going to bring some actual facts to this debate, even though they don't necessarily support my position. I was prompted to write this by an article in today's Sunday Herald, where Prof Hugh Pennington came out in favour of keeping the union because it allowed bi-directional flow of collaboration between Scotland & the rest of the UK, and because us Scots do rather well out of research funding, considered on a per capita basis. Prof Pennington is entitled to his opinion, but what really got me going were the arguments in the comments section.

Firstly, Prof Pennginton said:  "Key to the success of British science has been the unimpeded two-way traffic of ideas, money and people across the Border. So, I believe that if Scotland leaves the UK, its science will take a knock.".  I disagree on this point: science is already an international affair and I'm currently working on collaborations between labs in the UK, Switzerland and the US. These collaborations already happen across international borders, so adding another one between Scotland and England will not make any real difference here.

However, his point about the funding coming to Scotland via research councils does merit further attention. When the SNP won their landslide victory last year and separation became a real possibility, I put together the figures for research council spending over the last few years and calculated how much Scotland gets from the union. I couldn't easily get any figures for the MRC, so gave up at the time. I managed to find some this morning so added them to my spreadsheet. You can see my raw data here - the take home message is that Scotland does a little bit better out of research funding than could be expected from our per capita share. For the funding period I considered, total research spending in the UK was £7,192,911,049.01 of which Scotland received £909,115,907 (or 12.6% of the total).

Here, I'm considering grants made by MRC (Medical Research Council), BBSRC (Biotechnology & Biological Sciences Research Council), EPSRC (Engineering & Physical Sciences Research Council), AHRC (Arts & Humanities Research Council), NERC (Natural Environment Research Council), ESRC (Economic and Social Research council) and STFC (Science and Technology Facilities Council). I don't include any funding that comes from non-Government sources such as the EU, the Wellcome Trust or the other charities in the UK.

Some caveats have to go with these figures: different councils report funding in different ways, so my figures only include MRC grants made in 2010/11 (not including funding for specific MRC research units), currently active grants as reported in summer 2011 for NERC, STFC, EPSRC & BBSRC, and total spending between 2005 and 2010 for the others. It's all in my raw data. It should also be noted that these figures only cover money paid to do academic research, and not the money used to cover teaching undergraduate degrees. While teaching is an important part of universities, research strength is what determines an institution's reputation and the quality of academic that it can attract.

What does this mean? That Scotland is being disproportionately well funded by UK research councils and that going it alone would spell disaster? Not necessarily - research funding applications are made to councils on a UK-wide level and are generally awarded on merit and not in a geographical basis. That Scotland does well may be a reflection on the strength or competitiveness of our universities. What it does mean, though, is that an independent Scotland would have to find a bit more money as a percentage of the budget to pay for academic research. But this funding isn't currently decided in Scotland anyway, so we can't really extrapolate from the current situation.

One thing that I haven't considered is funding that comes from the EU. The EU funds a huge chunk of scientific research across all member states. I find it hilarious that the unionist press threatens that Scotland may be kicked out of the EU after independence to scare us into sticking with the UK with one breath, but then talks about how Cameron could pull us out of the EU with the next. Ironically, it could be that the best way that Scotland could maintain access to EU research funding is by leaving the UK, which seems to be distancing itself as much as possible from our European neighbours.

The thing that most annoys me about the independence referendum debate is how the unionist side is demanding minutiae on every level of how an independent Scotland would be run and what our spending priorities would be. If Scotland does decide to become independent, these details would be decided by whatever party or parties form the first government of an independent Scotland. Promising lower corporate tax rates, or higher social spending is daft because we don't know who would form that first government. We should look, in detail, at what our current position is and then talk about what we would do differently if we were independent. I guess we could save a fortune by not paying for WMDs on the Clyde. But would the loss of a permanent seat in the UN security council reduce world-wide influence both for Scotland and the rUK?

Incidentally, I waver between supporting full independence and federalism. My current thinking is that I would like a fully Federal Republic of Great Britain & Northern Ireland, where Scotland raises all of its own revenue (including geographic share of oil, etc) and then pays some money back to the UK for foreign policy, defence and currency (but not Queenie or her awful progeny). But this would involve the rest of the UK consenting to mixing things up just to keep their plucky northern neighbours happy, and it might be easier to achieve independence. Greater fiscal responsibility for Holyrood is key though: whether you believe Scotland is a net contributor to the UK or subsidised, she should still be responsible for raising the money she spends. That would shut up the vile Daily Torygraph's lazy anti-Scottishness and also make Scotland stand up for herself and stop blaming Westminster for all her woes.

P.S. For the record: I can vote in the referendum because I'm still on a postal ballot at home, but I'll choose not to as I don't know if or when I'll be living back in Scotland, so I may not live with the consequence of that decision. But I still feel entitled to have my tuppance in the debate that shapes my country!

Sunday, 4 November 2012

Suffering suffrage


Even the most socially-isolated, reclusive hermit has probably worked out by now that there's an election going on here in the Land of the Free-to-Buy-Whatever-You-Want. It's even managed to knock Jimmy Saville off the headlines on the BBC news, which I guess is a welcome relief. I thought that by being in Washington around election time, I would gain some understanding of US politics and it wouldn't seem as crazy and weird. That hasn't happened. Politics here actually get more outlandish as you delve deeper.

First, it should be pointed out that even the US Democratic party is so far to the right of UK politics that Obama makes Cameron & Osbourne look positively Marxist. Well, almost. And the Republican party is actually completely insane. Especially the Tea Party folk, who manage to make the UKIP party seem like a bunch of reasonable, well-meaning folks. To an outsider, it seems that the Republican party hates women.
Republicans in some states are busily repelling equal pay legislation, because obviously all these modern ideas of equality are unnecessary.

And, believe it or not, some (Republican) states have actually tried to pass laws where women who want an abortion first have to endure a transvaginal ultrasound in case seeing the sonogram makes them change their mind. Even in cases of rape, because being violated once obviously wasn't enough. They've tried to do this in Virginia, and in PennyslvaniaMississippi, Nebraska and Kansas. I'm not sure if any have actually passed the laws yet because I've only recently started taking an interest in US politics.

Of course, these are all state legislatures, so have no bearing on the election, yeah? The Republican Vice-Presidential Nominee has also expressed extreme anti-abortion views, although they've been keeping him quieter of late. A bunch of Republican candidates for congress have recently said some pretty insane things about rape, such as saying that women's bodies have ways of avoiding pregnancy in cases of "legitimate rape" or that any pregnancies resulting from rape are God's will. Seriously. You couldn't make this stuff up.

So, back to the election. As I recently learned from Wikipedia, the president is actually elected by something called the Electoral College, a group of people who get together to elect the President and Vice-President. Voters in each state actually elect representatives to the electoral college, who have pledged to vote for whichever party they represent. There are 568 members of the electoral college, allocated to states on a population basis. Most states have a winner-takes-all rule so that whichever party wins the state gets all of the electoral college from that state. This New York Times Blog has really helped me make sense of it all.

Most states are either true-blue Democrat or deep red Republican (opposite colours from the UK, which I still find confusing) so the outcome from those are pretty certain. That means that almost all campaigning occurs only in those few swing states (10 this year) and the vote of those who live in other states effectively means nothing. This year, Ohio and the 18 electoral college votes it has are seen as critical to both sides winning the campaign, so the poor folks are battered by more than 300 political ads a day. The Daily Show did a fantastically amusing piece on it a couple of days ago, hopefully this link well let you folk back in Europe watch it. If it doesn't, type "Daily Show swing state hell" into Youtube, it's worth watching.

The electoral college system seems weird, especially as someone can win the popular vote and still not be President (think George Bush losing by more than 500,000 votes in 2000 and still being inflicted on the US and the rest of the world). But the weirdest thing about US politics is that candidates can actually lie during a campaign, both about their policies and each other. The most recent (striking) example was Romney running a series of ads saying in Ohio saying that Chrysler is moving production of Jeeps to China, all because of Obama's policies. This was such a whopper that the CEO of Chrysler came out and said, translated into Weegie, "haul, big man, that's pure shite, by the way". Compare this with the UK system where ex-Labour minister Phil Woolas was booted out of parliament for knowingly making false statements about his Lib Dem opponent during the last election campaign. They could do with a dose of that here.

Another insane thing about US politics is the money. Each candidate has nearly $1 billion during this campaign. Which is quite a lot of money. Just think how many packets of chocolate Hob Nobs I could buy with that. The combinted total money rasied by both parties combined so far is $1.85 billion (source), which is approximately 352,305,901 packets of Hob Nobs at today's exchange rate. And that doesn't include all the spending by independent Super PACs and such like.

While the candidates can say pretty much anything they want about each other, Federal Employees are allowed to say precisely nothing that can be seen as supporting one candidate or the other during working hours, or on Federal property, all thanks to the Hatch Act, and cannot solicit funds for elections at any time. Even clicking "like" on a Facebook page of a candidate from your personal mobile phone is a violation of the Act, if you do it on Government property. Similarly, even re-tweeting a partisan statement from a government-issued computer whilst working at home is a violation. Which is why I'm writing this on my old desktop computer. Incidentally, I should probably state that all views expressed in this blog post are entirely my own and in no way reflect those of my employer, whoever that may happen to be.

The funny thing is that, while it's clear that one party in this country is actually insane, many people here in the US are just as flabbergasted as me and are all preparing to move to Canada in the unthinkable happens on Tuesday and Romney actually wins. I'm sure that won't happen though. One good thing about the election is that I've started reading US newspapers, instead of relying on the BBC all my information. Of course, I'm only reading the Washington Post and New York Times as they are openly pro-Obama and right now, I need as much confirmation bias as I can muster to sleep well at night.

Fingers crossed that I won't have to join the exodus to Canada on Wednesday as I'm just starting to enjoy myself here.

Sunday, 23 September 2012

Bumper stickers

One thing that USians seem very big on is bumper stickers. They love to plaster their opinions all across the back of their car to let everyone know which tribe they associate themselves with. It doesn't seem to be restricted to any sort of demographic - in the last couple of days, I've noticed everything from a bumper plastered with all sorts of band names (Radiohead, etc) through those proudly declaring their support for Obama, to those expressing their right to be a gun-totting believer in Jesus and Romney. Not that I'm  implying that support for guns necessarily correlates with religion or support for Republicans, but I've not yet seen a car that has both Democrat and NRA (National Rifle Association) stickers on it. Here's an example, taken from our local shopping mall:


I guess if you combine the facts that USians are somewhat outspoken, and in love with their cars, then you get the bumper sticker phenomenon. It's quite striking just how prevalent it is though, in stark contrast to Europe. And the bumper stickers are not just political or religious - you see everything from "Proud parent of student from High School X" through to support for football teams or declaring that the driver is an alumni of whatever Ivy League college they happen to be proud of. Actually, some states give out a learner's permit as young as 15 so it's not uncommon to see stickers saying "honours student at high school X", which is pretty weird. Surely 15 or 16 is too young to drive a car? I know I was a dick-head at that age..!

Maybe we should get some bumper stickers for our bikes? "My other bike is a cannondale" or "At least I'm not killing the planet, you SUV-driving arsehole"? Maybe not then.

Sunday, 5 August 2012

Moon-lighting


Hello. Just a quickie today as I've been moonlighting and writing for a friend's blog where I've been writing on my usual theme of food, talking about what irks me about the paleo diet.

Recently, we experienced something that highlights a subtle difference between the US and the UK. Dom and I bought a digital piano, something we've always wanted, at a music store about 1.5 miles from our house. As we'd gone out grocery shopping and also refuse to own a car here, we were ill-prepared for this spur-of-the-moment shopping trip, and found ourselves having to carry a very large, heavy box back home. Fair enough, as our friend Ian has been using CrossFit to make us mightier over the last few months, so moving a big object was a good work-out.

Twice on our journey home though, we were pleasantly surprised by warmth of human kindness. The first time was when we had to get our piano down a big flight of steps on the way home: a car drove past as we were resting at the top of the stairs. The car stopped suddenly, reversed back and illegally parked near us. A random guy jumped out and told Dom that there was no way he'd let her struggle with the weight, so helped me down the stairs with the box and then went on his merry way.

A little bit further, an SUV drove past us, double-backed and a lovely lady insisted that she drove us and the piano the rest of the way home. Having two random strangers giving that kind of assistance highlights the more positive aspects of the USian psyche.

I'm fairly sure that wouldn't have happened back in the UK. Not because people are less kind or warm, but probably due to hesitation due to social anxiety of having to talk to a stranger / worrying about being patronising by offering to help / worrying that the people you're offering help to think you're trying to mug them / etc, etc. It's a social anxiety that I've often had myself ("if I offer help to this random woman, will she think I'm being creepy..?") and I don't consider myself to be particularly reserved.

Americans generally are a bit more socially confident: I've seen guys asking girls on a date without getting blind-drunk first!!! While this forwardness can be quite disconcerting at first ("Why is this person talking to me? We're on the metro! Don't they know the rules!?!?"), it eventually stops feeling weird or even unpleasant...


Saturday, 30 June 2012

Weathering the weather

As you know, I'm a Scot with one red-haired allele (thanks, mum), so my melanocortin-1 receptors function poorly compared to wildtypes (biology-speak for normal people). This means that going out in the sun comes with a moderate risk of exploding into flames - I think the official term for us half-gingers is Daywalkers. Dom hails from Eastern Canada and inherited pasty Irish skin from her mother, so perhaps moving to a city known for really hot, humid summers was bad planning.

Still, we knew to expect this before we moved out here so are content to spend our summers scurrying from shadow to shadow, desperately seeking out somewhere that sells factor 250 sunblock. I did have visions of spending the summer lounging around in the sun, having barbeques and drinking fine USian beers. This was the case for April & May, but the daytime temperatures are now regularly hitting 35C and above - it got to 40C yesterday, setting a record for the warmest weather I've ever experienced.

One thing that is quite striking about weather forecasts in the US is that they tend towards the hysterical, so we tend to get warnings about tornados, wild fires, torrential flooding, snowmageddon, baking sun and rains-of-frogs on pretty much a daily basis. A consequence of this is that one begins to ignore the weather warnings and have a little smug giggle about how much more hysterical the US media is than back home (unless you read the Daily Mail or any of the Murdoch rags, of course...)

So, we took yesterday's weather warning about the incoming storm with the usual pinch of salt. Then the storm came - I've never seen so much lightning before: there were a few flashes every 1 or 2 seconds, and this went on for a few hours. I tried standing outside when the storm first hit, but with all the bits of trees flying around at face-height and the driving rain soaking me to the skin, I decided that it was best to retreat indoors lest I turn my wife into a widow.

It was breath-taking to be out in though, truly exciting to witness such an impressive weather phenomenon first-hand. Although it was easy to enjoy it with the privilege of having an nice, dry house and air-conditioning to retreat too. I can't even imagine how much it would suck to be homeless in that storm. For us, it seemed pretty impressive and our electricity went down for about an hour but then came back, so we didn't think the storm was that bad.

And then we had a walk around our neighbourhood this morning. As I'm not the most articulate fella in the world, I'll give you some photos to give an idea of the carnage that was around. Click on the photos for the full-sized images.







Most of the houses on our street (actually, I think all of them except for our block) are still without power, as is most of the local neighbourhood. Our local pub was on of the few places open, so we were able to grab a lunch, a pint and Wimbledon before giving up on our shopping tasks for today. According to the Washington Post, 1.3 million homes are still without power, and regional "cooling centres" have been opened so that people without power, and therefore air conditioning, can go somewhere to hide from the heat. Today was a bit milder, at a mere 36C. More storms are forecast for tonight, so I might take the weather warning a little bit more seriously this time.

I'll leave you with a wee ditty that I learned at primary school:

Whether the weather be fine,
Or whether the weather be not.
Whether the weather be cold,
Or whether the weather be hot.
We'll weather the weather,
Whatever the weather, 
Whether we like it or not!

Sunday, 10 June 2012

A letter to the Home Secretary

Hey folks, this post will be in a slightly different style to my usual ramblings, because I have something to moan about that does not revolve around food, too many cars on the road or people spelling words like "colour" badly. In fact, my post has nothing directly to do with the US, other than to highlight one area where the US fares much better than the path currently being chosen by the UK Coalition government.

For those who haven't heard, Theresa May (the Home Secretary) would like to limit immigration to satisfy the xenophobic leaning of many on the right of her party and to try and stop Tory voters from drifting to UKIP*. The majority of UK immigration comes from the EU, but obviously the Home Secretary cannot do anything about that. So her latest plan, as detailed by the Guardian on Friday is to prevent UK citizens from bringing their foreign born wife to the UK if the UK citizen earns below £25700 (with no children) and up to £46000 or more if they have children.

While Dom and I are obviously not impoverished, if these rules were enacted then they would prevent us from coming back to the UK in a few years if we happen to pop a sprog or two while we're over here. So, as you can imagine, I believe this proposal to be somewhat stupid, given how much the UK taxpayer has invested in training Dom and I. As much as I'm enjoying living in the US at the moment, I'd rather not have the Tories turn me from a legal nonresident alien into a nomadic alien, exiled to the frozen wastelands of Canada for all time. Or at least, I'd like to choose to head to the frozen wastelands of Canada instead of being driven there by badly thought-out immigration laws.

One thing that the US does very well is that it welcomes (for a few years anyway) those of a foreign persuasion who want to work here, as long as they know they are expected to leave eventually. Which is fair enough - I'm grateful that US taxpayers are paying me to do my hobby, although I suppose they get a good deal out of it as well.

Anyway, when someone from my country gets pissed off, we don't riot in the streets like the French, or aggressively have a cup of tea like the English. In Scotland, we either hit the person who annoyed us, get outrageously drunk, or write an angry letter. I chose the latter option so below is a letter I wrote to Theresa May explaining why I think her immigration plans are a bit daft.

As an aside, I would like to say that, were Scotland independent, we would head down a different path and welcome immigrants with open arms. But Alex Salmond is being rather coy in explaining what independence would actually mean and my sources on the ground say that the natives are starting to get rather restless. So come on Alex, man-up and spell it out, we might say even say yes... (well, not me personally as Theresa May won't let me bring my wife back home!)

* To my non-UK readers, UKIP is a right-wing party in the UK who want, along with the usual  conservative agenda, to remove the UK from the EU. UKIP is basically a home for the rabid right of the Tory party who consider themselves too respectable / not racist enough to support the BNP.
 
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Dear Ms May,

I have been reading in the media about plans that you have to limit immigration such that UK nationals who marry non-EU partners will need to demonstrate a substantial income (more than £27,000 with no children) if they would like to bring their partner back to the UK. I am writing to let you know that I believe this  plan to be deeply short-sighted and detrimental to the UK as a whole.

I am a neuroscientist, having finished my doctorate at the University of Oxford last year. Whilst studying at Oxford, I met and married the woman who is now my wife, a Canadian microbiologist who also completed her masters & doctorate at Oxford. We are currently working in the US, where we have both obtained postdoctoral fellowships at fairly prestigious institutions. I'm not sure if you are aware, but early-career academic researchers earn a relatively low salary, especially compared to other professionals such as lawyers, medical doctors and Members of Parliament.

The general career path for a researcher (in the life sciences, at least) is to spend at least 5 or 6 years in junior research positions at different institutions before trying to obtain an academic position such as a lectureship. Given the reproductive window of our species, our early research careers also come at a time when we would be starting a family, so it is not unlikely that we will have 1 or 2 children within the next few years. As well as starting a family, we will also need to decide which country to settle in, which would either be Canada, where my wife is from, or the UK.

If you proceed with your seriously ill-conceived plans to limit immigration, it is likely that the rules would prevent me being able to return to the UK with my wife. As well as grossly abusing my rights to family as a UK and EU citizen (my wife and I have both paid not insignificant sums to the exchequer whilst living in the UK), you would also be ensuring that the investment made by the UK taxpayer in educating both myself and my wife would be well and truly wasted. Although that cost may be insignificant compared to, say, mothballing an aircraft carrier before it enters service, it is still squandering taxpayers' money, which I suspect is not why we elected you.

Kind regards,
Dr Michael T. Craig

Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Gie us a break!

Hello, regular readers*, and sorry for the long silence. I've been busy with work, which seems rather appropriate given what I'm going to talk about today: it turns out that having a grown-up job can be somewhat time-consuming. But that's fine because the American dream is that you can get anything you want as long as you work hard enough. Unless, of course, the thing that you want happens to be time off work.

It's pretty well known around the world that holiday time in the US is fairly abysmal, so I won't dwell too much on that other than to say that 10 days plus public holidays is, quite frankly, appalling. I'm used to 5 weeks, and the UK does less well than its continental neighbours. Although the European economy is crumbling at the moment, I'm sure it's nothing to do with holiday time. Not even in Greece. It's mostly because we gave all our money to the banks so they could, dunno, make confetti with it or something. Sorry, getting side-tracked. Back to holidays.

People generally argue that the US has more public holidays than the UK, so it balances out. Well, there are 10 Federal holidays (plus inauguration day, which comes round every 4 years when a new president gets sworn in). That's only 2 more than England & Wales and 1 more than us Scots and the (Northern) Irish (us Scots need 2 days to recover from New Year and you couldn't pay me enough to make any comment about the Battle of Boyne). Plus any extra days given whenever the institutional parasites royal family has something to celebrate and lets the serfs doff their collective caps in appreciation shares with the nation.

Maybe USians are harder working than their cousins across the Atlantic. Perhaps Europeans work more effectively in their shorter working year? Who knows. I'm not going to get into that. I won't moan about holiday time because we knew what it was like before we came. What I didn't know about, though, was what happens when you need to take non-holiday leave.

There is no legal requirement in the US, at the Federal level, for employers to give employees any paid time off for illness, no matter how serious it is. Four states (well, three because DC isn't a state) have passed local laws mandating some form of sick leave. The only legal protection for most workers is the Family and Medical Leave Act (FMLA). The FMLA states that any company that employs more than 50 people has to give their employees up to 12 weeks of unpaid leave for family or medical reasons. In these 12 weeks, the employer cannot fire the employee or cut off health insurance.

This law was only passed in 1993 and is all good and well, if you can afford to take unpaid leave. I guess if you're working a minimum wage job with crap (if any) health insurance, you're pretty screwed. And I don't want to think what happens if you have a long-term (and expensive) illness once those 12 weeks are up and your employer no longer has to pay health insurance. Yikes.

Of course, many employers have their own provisions. My wife's contract officially allows her to take 15 days per year combined sick and holiday time. So if she has a flu, she has to drag her sorry arse to work and infect all her colleagues if we want a summer vacation. And this is her with an academic job! Larger employers, including Federal employers, sometimes allow workers to donate unused holiday time to colleagues who are seriously ill. Which is heart-warming, if surprising that people actually have unused leave from those 10 to 15 days. Of course, me being a European socialist, I would think that a basic duty of employers would be to provide some sort of cover for their employees and that the government's job should be to legislate for that. But hey, what do I know!?

Another, even more surprising bit of information concerns maternity (or parental) leave. Yes, when you get to my age, you start to consider these things. The USA is one of only four countries in the whole world that has no statutory maternity leave, with the other members of this exclusive club being Liberia, Papua New Guinea and Swaziland. Compare this to the UK's LEGAL MINIMUM six weeks at full pay plus another 33 at £128.73 per week, or to Norway's 56 weeks at 80% pay or 46 weeks at 100% pay, to be split between both parents.

Of course, while the US is almost medieval in its legal provision for parental leave, many employers are much more progressive. We can, after all, take up to 12 weeks unpaid leave under FMLA. I think most women take around 4 weeks off, at which point they have to pass their newborn baby on to a stranger to raise for them. That seems very weird to me. And, given the cost of child care, if you had twins it's not worth working because one salary would go entirely to those costs. Yikes. Give me European socialism any day of the week.

Since I usually have photos on the blog these days which are loosely thematic, have a picture of us on a frantic three-day holiday in Canada last week:


(*) According to Google, I do have regular readers. I assume it's only friends who actually know Dom and I so... who is in Belize!?