So what do I do, well, I surf the web, I Fbook, and play games and read and paint. While checking something on YouTube I came across a short film about my hometown Gothenburg. It was amazing to see how it has changed, especially to see how the harbour was so busy in those days.
That got me on to another little film by the same man which showed the ship Kungsholm. That is the ship I sailed on when I went to the US for the first time at the age of 15 (well I turned 16 a few months after the trip). I was going to stay with my Dad and his wife in New York for a year. He had wanted me to arrive in New York the same way the immigrants did in the old days, and see the harbour and the Statue of Liberty. The lady I shared a cabin with woke me up and we stood at the railing in the very early morning and saw every thing just like my countrymen must have done so many years ago. I think the trip took seven or eight days and not seven weeks as it did for people in the past. I remember it as it was yesterday, the noise and the smells and the crowds, it was magic. I had never even seen a person with a different skin color before.
Oh, yes, I promised to let you know how I was getting on with being a farm hand. Well, so far so good. It turns out that the dog is the least of my problems, he is just so happy to see his feeder and for the company, plus he is really very small, so no real threat. The ducks got out of their little enclosed area one day and I couldn't get them back in but the next day I lured them in with food and it worked.
I have often wondered why eggs here in Australia are mainly brown and in Sweden they are always white. Here is a little explanation. I said that I often wondered but that is not entirely true. It is only since I became more involved in taking care of chooks. Yes, that what Australians call hens.
It has finally stopped raining so I'll be off to run some errands.
See ya!
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