Category Archives: Stockholm 2026 (Mirinda)

Each morning, as I sit at my desk looking out at the snowy garden, a hare nonchalantly hops by. It goes from the back to the front of the house. And each morning it belatedly occurs to me to take … Continue reading →

We were in my study as Harald was busy laying Mirinda’s new floor. Emma was asleep in the dog bed and Freya, as usual, was happily snoring away on my chair behind me. I had put the dog bed in … Continue reading →

So, Harald announced this morning that he suffers from gout as well. We both commiserated with each other. He said it was because he loved beer. When I told him that I’d had enough suffering and had just stopped drinking … Continue reading →

The sunrise was magnificent this morning. As I reached the pedestrian bridge across the Trossen, I wanted to take a photo of the red tinged trees along the river banks. I stopped and started to take off a glove. I … Continue reading →

So the eater of dead flowers has visited us. Across the snow filled deck at the back of our house, were hoof prints leading from the steps to the French doors outside the kitchen. Next to the French doors is … Continue reading →

Before I bore any readers with my news and sport, I would just like to include a photograph of the hill behind our house. The reason for this is in order to show where the weird runners with the headlamps … Continue reading →

Nicoline and I were sitting in the dining room, eating chicken and red pepper stew, when a whole load of people with headlamps started pouring down the hill behind us. Nicoline spotted them first and pointed them out. It reminded … Continue reading →