Been in Sweden for a vacation. Lots of photos to share. In defiance of a linear narrative [ooh, get her, Ms English degree...] I am starting with the last thing that happened.
In Stockholm I stayed with old friends Stoffe and Madde at their flat, which has a fabulous terrace - small but perfectly formed for catching the evening sun. They have a couple of great neighbours, Gretchen and Aldy, who came round for the Swedish August tradition of a crayfish and vodka party. Tomas came too, along with Sophie and her 16 year old arthritic dog Isak, who immediately made himself at home on a cushion and only moved to growl at Gretchen when she inadvertently touched his ears. Go figure.
It's a fantastic tradition, singing Swedish aquavit/schnapps songs and picking at little red sea creatures. I was charged with cycling to the shop to buy beer - the other special drinking accompaniment. In a folly that I can only put down to a slip in concentration and need for better understanding of the Swedish language, I bought alcohol-free beer. Doh! Stoffe had a last-minute shopping spree to set the calamity straight.
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That looks like fun!