Monthly Archives: July 2023

I left Mirinda resting her poor back this morning as I headed into Trosa. I was signing the documents to finalize our ownership of the Red House. Joakim and I sat in the small conference room of the bank, signed … Continue reading →

I met the owner of the Red House today. He came and picked me up at the commune (Mirinda still suffering with her back) and drove me round to the house so he could show me ‘how things worked.’ Everything … Continue reading →

Today, in Caloundra, mum joined dad in the ocean. It was a beautiful day, although Kelly claimed it was freezing because it was (only) 23°. There was a bit of an onshore breeze blowing which made it difficult to get … Continue reading →

The savages were restless tonight. Mirinda asked me what was happening and I said it sounded like a lynch mob psyching themselves up to head out with fire brands and pitchforks. I’d heard their woops and howls earlier, while I … Continue reading →

There were a few failures today and a few successes. I guess that evens things up. Still, the failures were a bit depressing. They were mostly to do with organising getting essential services sorted out before we collect the keys … Continue reading →

One of the most visited tourist spots in Sweden is just off a car park in a service area on the E4. It is the ruin of what appears to be a typical medieval English castle. From a distance, anyway. … Continue reading →

We were on the ferry to Trelleborg. Mirinda had gone off for a walk somewhere and two little girls walked past where I was sitting with the dogs. They wore very serious faces, until they spotted Emma. This caused big … Continue reading →

We had a massive buffer this morning. It should have taken us about 5.5 hours but we had all day to do it so we could have a few stops in between for both driver and dogs. The German fanatical … Continue reading →

A big surprise was in store for me this morning. The hotel in Felixstowe was actually around 45 minutes from the port of Harwich and not 14 as I thought. I guess if you were to swim it might be … Continue reading →