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.
I knew I’d be excited when I arrived at Stockholm Airport this morning, but I didn’t realise how excited I would be. There was obviously an ear to ear grin … Read the rest “Min första dag (my first day, the winter tour)”
“So do you think I’m really going to be really, really, really cold?”, I asked a colleague today.
Oddly enough, I work with two women who both have Swedish fathers … Read the rest “Who Killed Kenny?”
“How are you feeling?” Sue asked me today about my forthcoming trip to Stockholm. Sue was in Sydney for a meeting today, by the way.
“I’m slightly apprehensive about the … Read the rest “Next Week”
With just two weeks to go, I’m in serious Swedish language mode at the moment.
I’ve restricted all musical listening at home to Swedish pop.
Even on the way to … Read the rest “Mitt namn är Lena Philipsson”
When the woman who I thought was doing the sound-check came to the stage, announced she was going to sing, and declared “My name is Pikelet and I’m from Melbourne”, … Read the rest “The Long Wait”
There was four or five of us standing around on Goulburn Street tonight, waiting for the early class to finish before we could go in.
As we looked – collectively … Read the rest “Tillbaka”