Category Archives: Trosa 23

We had a final, delightful drive across to Nyköping today. We took the last of our stuff to the lock-up. On our return, I looked around the accommodation and rejoiced. Packing the car tomorrow would be an absolute breeze. Mind … Continue reading →

There are a lot of road signs in between us and Nyköping and they all say the same thing. There are also a lot of orange markings on trees in the woods. Both indicate long distance paths. One of them … Continue reading →

I missed a trick yesterday. When I showed Mirinda the Google Earth image of me walking out of the cemetery, she claimed it looked like I’d risen from a grave. A sentient zombie kind of thing. Which, of course, would … Continue reading →

We took a load of stuff to the lock-up today. Unneeded winter clothes, various kitchen bits and pieces we’ve accumulated, half of Mirinda’s music; basically the stuff we won’t need until we return to Sweden. It is going to make … Continue reading →

So, eventually, finally, at last, I have a Personnummer. Hallelujah! True to her word, my caseworker sent the letter with the precious number in it. We went over to the house of a thousand steps to collect it. It made … Continue reading →

Today we moved. From one side of Trosa to another. From a house, high on a hill with a thousand steps to one on the flat with parking right outside. One that took half an hour to get from one … Continue reading →

It was with great relief that I carried my full shopping trolley up the stairs at the house this morning. Relief because it marks the last time I’ll be doing it. We are heading to a new house tomorrow, one … Continue reading →

Nyköping, which translates into English as Newmarket, is a town not far from us in Trosa. Prior to 1230, it was called Aros. There’s evidence that people lived in the area from about 2,000 BCE. In around 1444 it received … Continue reading →

Mirinda went into Stockholm this morning for an InternationsGo wander around Stockholm University. As she was leaving, she suggested I take the girls into Trosa for our walk. I don’t know why she suggested it but, as it turns out, … Continue reading →

I rather like raw beef. Not all raw beef, obviously, but the type that’s used to make steak tartare. Okay, there was the Great Food Poisoning of 2017 but, generally speaking, I love it. And, tonight, I had some brilliant … Continue reading →