Tuesday, 23 July 2013

Being very quiet

Just sitting here, outside our little cottage, trying very hard to do quiet things. You know how hard that can be!

Every thing you want to do makes noise, for example opening the cupboard to get some chips. The bag needs to be opened and it takes two tries, first with the scissors and then with a knife. Finally you get that sorted and then you just want to get something to drink and take it quietly outside and try not to make a peep. That's when something, precariously placed in the fridge, splashes onto the floor and needs to be wiped up. Your'e still trying to maintain some sort of silence but it is not to be, because when you finally get outside the neighbours, whom you haven't seen for a while, decide to come around for a chat. You try to speak quietly to set an example without actually saying anything but it doesn't work. And why this endeavor to be so quiet you might wonder.

Well, elder daughter and a friend arrived from London Stanstead today. If you habitually take the Ryan Air flight to Gothenburg you know that it leaves early in the morning, and if you want to be sure to make the two-hours-before-hand check in that they require, you need to get there the night before. It's barbaric! But, since it seems to be the only way, they should at least install comfortable armchairs. You can see whole families with elderly grandparents making makeshift camps on the floor, trying to catch a few hours of sleep. People get pretty protective of their spot too and it can get a bit nasty. So as you can imagine you are pretty cranky when you arrive in Gothenburg. This time it wasn't helped by the fact that we took a little detour into Gothenburg to visit my mother before setting off for the island. My mother was very happy to see her older granddaughter though, and we had a nice little visit, and handing out of presents from Africa.



I hope the nice summer weather will stay on for a while and that we will be able to enjoy the Swedish summer. We haven't even had that many mosquitos this year.


Before the girls arrived I also had whirlwind visit from our friends from Grenoble. They also have a house in the south of Sweden, and now that we live in Australia it is so nice to catch up in the summer. They came up here with three teenage boys to go to Liseberg, the big amusement park in Gothenburg, and also to show the boys this part of Sweden which is different to Skåne where they have their house.


Unfortunately there were no elks around when they were here but they did show an albino elk on the news. Even the horns were white.


"So remember every goodbye makes the next hello closer"

Speak again soon then!

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