Replacing the burned out factory

This evening we took our constitutional around the Duck Walk. I wanted to see how the new building work was coming along (where the factory burned down) as well as the lake, so, when Mirinda gave me the choice, I chose it. And, as well as the building works, we met a lovely family by the lake with a remarkable poodle.

They are temporarily living not far from the lake while waiting for their house to be built. Today they had sold their own house; handing the keys over was a bit sad, she said. Their new house, he said, is being built about 100 metres from the old one. So, not that sad.

She’s Swedish while he’s an Italian from Rome. Their daughter is Swedish and their son was born in Edinburgh, where they had lived for 15 years.

We talked about architecture and the father said, apart from a few bits of Stockholm, there wasn’t really a lot of architecture of note in Sweden, but he had grown up in Rome which pretty much trumps most places for architecture.

Their poodle was remarkable. He was black with white leggings and the most amazing eyebrows. He’s a Parti Poodle. As the mother said, they can’t show him because the purists won’t allow him to compete. I reckon that’s a good thing. He’ll be a lot happier.

Oddly, while we clucked and cooed over him, Freya wasn’t keen. She actually snapped at him, something I’ve never seen her do before. He was ten months old, so maybe she just doesn’t like Parti Poodle Puppies. Emma, on the other hand, was very happy to say hello.

We had a lovely chat until she had a phone call from 90 year old grandad who was waiting for them outside their temporary accommodation. They dashed off. We followed them shortly afterwards and then met the 90 year old grandad as well, passing the house and recognising the poodle.

I dare say that Mirinda will stop and say hello whenever she sees them now, given she takes the Duck Walk almost every day. Mind you, we wouldn’t call it the Duck Walk if we had only just arrived and this was our first time.

Where have the hundreds of ducks gone, Mirinda wanted to know. It’s true. The giant flock has been reduced to about four. And a couple of Canadian geese.

In the meanwhilst, the building work has started in earnest.

There is no longer any sign of the burned down factory (I wrote about it back in November) as two big diggers prepare the ground for foundations and underground pipes and cables. Town houses are being built instead of the factory.

I managed to find them online. You can buy one at 2,095,000kr (£178,996). It’s a pretty handy spot, but I reckon they’re a bit small for us. Also, a bit too contemporary. Here’s the artist’s impression:

Gudö åväg 4B- Lgh 8

Besides, as I said to Mirinda, if we lived in one of these, every time we walked down to the lake, we’d have to walk passed all the beautiful houses further down the street. No, that would never do.

As we neared the house, I found another football sticker. Unfortunately it was stuck around a pole, which makes for difficult photography. Still, you can make out what it says.

And it seems to be saying that Bajen fans are graffiti artists. Bajen, as I noted the other day, is the nickname for Hammerby Football Club. They are from Södermalm.

Bajen is credited with bringing the English football chant to Sweden, back in 1970. Fortunately they didn’t bring the violence. They did bring a samba band to the stands in 1982, which would have been a lot of fun.

And, I discovered, Joel Kinnaman is a supporter. I didn’t even know he was Swedish. He has led a fascinating life. His Wikipedia entry is here.

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