Fraud: Credit cards.

When I was in Los Angeles with my dad once many years ago, he tried to buy some chocolates at the airport but his card was declined. The cashier told him that a message appeared on the machine that he was to call the card centre. My dad was puzzled since he promptly paid his credit card bills each month.

Anyway, he called the card centre using his ICC at a public phone booth. In case you are

Cheap shopping and makan in Johor Bahru?

I have not updated my blog in two days and I am suffering from withdrawal symptoms! So, what have I been up to in the evenings? They were spent packing and moving stuff. When I say moving stuff, it means moving stuff from the city fringe to the remote western part of Singapore. Imagine the journey, to and fro! Of course, there would be some cleaning up as well. Actually, a lot of cleaning up.