Monthly Archives: March 2024

Yesterday, while we were pretending to go to the theatre, I had a text from Jim the Poodle man. In true Trosa fashion he said he’d heard we were back in town and wondered if we’d like to go and … Continue reading →

Last year, during the Stockholm Tap Festival, we attended a performance of some wonderful dancing featuring talented tappers from all over the world. The Tap Festival is a yearly thing, and so we decided to attend a show this year … Continue reading →

In the cemetery up the road, there is a bench. It’s where I sit and take a rest on my way back from the ICA. It’s nothing special just somewhere to perch for a short while and contemplate the dead. … Continue reading →

I am pretty certain I have never seen such a joyous reaction as the one shown by Freya when we arrived at the house in Trosa. She sprang from the car, then proceeded to bounce everywhere like a happy lamb. … Continue reading →

Catching the early ferry from Rostock to Trelleborg, is always a struggle. It means waking up at 5am for a start. Without coffee. It’s then a matter of navigating the convoluted circles that ensure you are driving on the correct … Continue reading →

Poor Hammonia was a bit chilled in the wind at the Services of the Headless Man. She is the beautiful goddess who watches over Hamburg. In this case, she was watching over people stopping to use the loo in the … Continue reading →

Emma woke me up for the loo at 03:20. I dragged myself out of my bunk bed, woke Freya up then hauled them both down to the dog toilet area, the ghostly lights of ships on the North Sea, the … Continue reading →

During our stay in Lymington, Mirinda had been using ChatGPT to practice her Swedish. During a break before we left this today, she was describing the dogs, and when the AI commented on her written language, it wrote that the dogs … Continue reading →