Category Archives: Anna 2023

Today we said farewell to our first Red House guest. Anna was setting off on her next adventure, catching a train into Stockholm for a few days before hitting Oslo. From there she’s heading for a small island off the … Continue reading →

Anna has been extremely helpful since arriving as our first guest at the Red House. As well as lifting heavy objects, cutting up many boxes and foraging for berries, she also helped me make dinner tonight. According to Mirinda, I’m … Continue reading →

In November 2020, we boarded the Stromma boat, M/S Östanå I, for a guided trip through the Stockholm archipelago. It was a wonderful day with an equally wonderful lunch. How well I remember how joyous it made Mirinda as we … Continue reading →

Today marked the final sailing of the season for M/S Brännskär out of Trosa Guest Harbour, and we were on it. As was a massive crowd of people and luggage, heading for the island camp of Krämo. As we headed … Continue reading →

Today we attended two social engagements. The first one we’d been invited to, was a not-a-garden-party at Nicoline’s place. We stayed at her AirBnB back in May and she invited us there and then. She said we’d meet lots of … Continue reading →

A little over a year ago, I was in the audience for Pippi at the Circus, a show I’ll never forget. The producers decided to have another run this summer, so I bought a couple of tickets for tonight. Having … Continue reading →

One of the boxes delivered yesterday contained a flat pack kitchen trolley. The idea was to use it as a sort of return. It’s to give me a little more work space when cooking. We figured it was a lot … Continue reading →

We had a delivery today. Nine boxes, containing quite a few lamps, as well as a bed and a kitchen trolley. The lamps were necessary because of a strange Swedish habit of taking lights with them when they change houses. … Continue reading →

Today I took my first walk to the ICA from the Red House. It was raining pretty much the whole way to and from. It was so bad, I was forced to wear the Memorial Stockwell Raincoat, something that happens … Continue reading →