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.
Swedish class resumed tonight. With one exception, it’s a whole new class. This time around, we have the usual group of people with Swedish connections, but we also have a … Read the rest “Mina vänner ska resa till Sverige”
“Kronors? Are they German?”, the bloke behind the counter of the shop asked me tonight.
As I took my cash out of my wallet, he’d obviously taken a peak inside … Read the rest “Kronors”
It was a normal enough Tuesday. Busy, of course, culminating in Swedish class.
It was our final Swedish class of this “season”, with a recommencement in two weeks. Thus, we … Read the rest “Saltsjöbaden”
I haven’t been to Swedish class in the last two weeks, as other events have taken over my life. Over a drink at the pub, Grant filled me in on … Read the rest “I am totally exhausted”
I waited calmly for about twenty minutes before asking where my meal was. I’m a patient man. The straw that broke the camel’s back was the couple sitting nearby who’d … Read the rest “She Forgot”
I arrived home just in time tonight to catch the opening story on SBS World News.
They were leading with a story about a bomb blast in Lahore.
I don’t … Read the rest “Day of National Mourning”