So, it’s official now. After pretty much exactly four years in Sweden, we will be leaving this summer. It’s not a secret that I have been struggling massively with the Swedish winters. Five to six months of ice and snow, the blackest, treacle-like darkness from 3pm to 9am during two months of that and a blanket […]
In case you were wondering if I had disappeared in a thick cloud of gloomy homesickness, moping about in the Nordic landscape – I haven’t. I have just been busy. Way too busy to mope.