A Failure

... is what I am.

About a week ago I skilfully managed to lose my Swedish bank card. So after cancelling it and ordering a new one it arrived yesterday.

Today I skilfully managed to get the pin code wrong three times in a cash machine (but to be fair, the bank had changed it without telling me...) and have my card eaten.

It was a nice 12 hours owning a bank card again.

Now my poor wallet looks so empty (again).

Anyway the rest of the day was spent complaining to Minttu about my bad luck whilst we wondered aimlessly round the shops on Götgatan.