Monthly Archives: August 2024

Today I tried the tomato relish I made the other day. We had the lamb chops that Mirinda bought in Stockholm a while ago (they were frozen on arrival) and I made a Gazatouille using up a lot of the … Continue reading →

How can you have a bolt of thunder? It seems as crazy as something my grandmother used to say during thunderstorms. “Hark at that lightning,” She’d say as it flashed across the sky. As far as I can discover, the … Continue reading →

I haven’t climbed Mount Trosa for ages. Today the summit looked very enticing as we skirted the bottom. Emma looked at me, seemingly suggesting that we go up rather than round today, adding a bit of variety. Freya was a … Continue reading →

There was a bit of construction work going on along our road today. I could hear the clunk and grind of heavy machinery from the house then, when I walked into town, there was a big grader parked on the … Continue reading →

I had quite the busy day today, though it started delightfully slow. There was no rush to get out of bed, so I lazed around a bit. Not so lucky was Jason, who had an early flight to Paris. I … Continue reading →

Something I discovered today was that the dishwasher was invented by a woman. Josephine Cochran (1839-1913) was her name. She was forgotten until 2006 when she was finally inducted into the National Inventors Hall of Fame in the US. In … Continue reading →

Something very strange happened today. I walked into Trosa, with the girls, and wandered around the Harvest Market but did not see a single person I knew. Obviously, a number of people said hello, smiling at the girls, but I … Continue reading →

I didn’t do an awful lot today. I have no idea what time I went to bed last night but know it was quite late. I was also rather inebriated. Because of this, I had a lie in. For anyone … Continue reading →

Mirinda thinks that Jhouma from SFI class isn’t calling me Garbby. She claims he’s calling me ‘gubbe’, Swedish for old man. If so, he is a very cheeky fellow. It would explain why he grins every time he says it, … Continue reading →