Everything closes in Sweden over the summer. Everything, including yoga studios. I have managed to find and attend a handful of yoga classes over the last month, and all of them have left lasting impressions on me. Not always for the best reasons. If the past couple of weeks have taught me one thing, it’s […]
Urgh, universe. Why do you test me so much? Until yesterday, the plan was to leave London on Thursday, head to France for a wedding, stay in the South until the beginning of July and go to Stockholm after that. Today, it turned out that I might not be able to get into the house […]
There is a German catchphrase for times in which nothing goes to plan: “Es ist der Wurm drin.” The worm indeed does appear to be in it. Somehow, I feel like I am carrying a gigantic post-it note on my back that invites the universe to kick my arse. The sale of our flat here […]
It’s been a long time coming. A Swedish husband, an on-going love affair with kanelbullar, a holiday house in the making, a best friend only minutes away from said house… After years of talking about it, we finally made a decision and are going to take the plunge: We are moving to Sweden!
In my quest to become an avid yogi, I am trying styles and classes I have previously ignored. Like hot yoga. Because who in their right mind would want to exercise in tiny pants? Unless they are ridiculously fit and incredibly confident, maybe. I am neither. But once I had gotten my head around the […]
I am all for a red cup with an unpronounceable long name to it, as long as it’s got my name written all over it. But sometimes, I just need to step away from the corporate coffee chains and go for the real deal: a local cafe, where the bread is freshly baked and the soups […]
Our 1920s Manhattan art deco inspired London pad was coming along nicely. After we had sorted the kitchen and the floors, the bathrooms provided the next challenge on our list: a family bathroom on the small side and an en-suite that was so miniscule, we couldn’t even fit a regular door on it.
To mark the last day of her first winter half-term as a reception year student, I took Lil’ L ice skating at Westfield today. I have been taking her to various rinks all around town for the past two years, and the big advantage of Westfield is that it’s indoors. No soggy bottoms when your […]
On our way to school, we passed a homeless man sitting on a bench on the High Street, rubbing his hands together against the cold, covered in a blanket that seemed to be falling apart. ‘Doesn’t he have a home?’ Lil’ L asked as we walked on. ‘There are holes in his blankie,’ she said […]
Thanks to the reintroduction of Date Night and also because we had a special event to celebrate, we visited a London landmark location that so far had been off our radar. The Savoy is one of these places everybody knows in London but few actually frequent. Maybe because it seems too obvious, too touristy (it’s […]