Happy Face
“Well, well, isn’t that a happy face!” began the email from h2, who comments from time to time on this blog.
It was such a lovely surprise to receive the … Read the rest “Happy Face”
For most of my life, I’ve been fascinated by Sweden. It started with ABBA, of course. Then I discovered their approach to how society should operate matches with my mine. Then I visited and discovered the beauty of the place, and the awesome people. Music, literature, film.
“Well, well, isn’t that a happy face!” began the email from h2, who comments from time to time on this blog.
It was such a lovely surprise to receive the … Read the rest “Happy Face”
It doesn’t rain all that much in Sydney, but when it does, it really does. Much the same can be said for my experience of the Swedish summer.
If you want to see me on the dance floor, there’s one song that’s guaranteed to do it every time – “Crying At The Discotheque” by Alcazar. It’s one of … Read the rest “Alcazar’s Last Show @ Stockholm Pride”
… Read the rest “Stockholm Pride Parade”“Stockholm Pride is more political and less humorous than Sydney’s Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras, but it also seems more inclusive,” I explained to an Australian friend who has lived
When someone comes up to you in a bar in Stockholm and says, “Are you the two Australians?”, your instant reaction isn’t good. “What have we done?”, you think to … Read the rest “The Two Australians”
Over the last five years or so I’ve become quite a fan of the Swedish singer, Magnus Carlsson. Not to be confused with Magnus Carlson (one s, not two) from … Read the rest “Meeting Magnus”