Schlager Thursday
Twelve months ago tonight I was preparing to head off to Pride Park in Stockholm for Schlager Night.
I’d heard about the annual celebration of all things Eurovision and … Read the rest “Schlager Thursday”
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.
Twelve months ago tonight I was preparing to head off to Pride Park in Stockholm for Schlager Night.
I’d heard about the annual celebration of all things Eurovision and … Read the rest “Schlager Thursday”
After today’s movie screening, I wandered around looking for lunch somewhere.
At first I settled on The Captain Cook, which is now run by a couple of former staff from … Read the rest “Sunday Roast”
One of the great things about learning Swedish is that when you walk around IKEA, some of the previously strange sounding names for furniture make sense.
Or not.
Today, for … Read the rest “Det var en vänlig dag”
“It’s good that you’re keeping it up”, a friend said to me a couple of weeks ago of my continued Swedish language studies. “I thought you would have given it … Read the rest “One Year Later”
For the second time in as many weeks, I’ve easten Prinsesstårta, an almost sickly sweet Swedish cake made from sponge, cream and marzipan (the Chernobyl-like green stuff).
Last time … Read the rest “Svensk på onsdag”
It was a reasonably busy day at work, and so, after a post-work debrief with a colleague over a chardy, I’ve come home to relax in front of the television. … Read the rest “Svensk på tisdag”