When nocturnal temperatures drop into single digits before the middle of September, you might be understood to ask yourself ‘What the hell am I doing here?!’ London weather is by no means comparable to the Caribbean, but compared to what we get up here, it looks pretty balmy.
‘I’m back!’ she said. Only to revert to radio silence.
You know what they say about things being over. Looks like I can’t keep away from my blog for too long – my slight hesitance to shut it down entirely should have given me food for thought. I managed to abstain for almost a year, but realised that there’s still a post within me. Or […]
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 […]
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!