Cheers to the year that was… part 1
Turns out, the younger two had the same resolve as their mum, that 9 million others should learn our language, instead of us having to learn theirs.
Posts from the ‘Living in Sweden’ Category
Jan 24
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Pretty Raspberry Caramels
Oh and with a slight diversion from my sugar-is-the-devil ways, I'd love to share one of my favourite Christmas recipes. They make the perfect gift!*
Adventures with Advent
By December, Sweden has very few hours of daylight so some clever bugger came up with the idea of celebrating the four Sundays before Christmas, by lighting candles and drinking mulled wine. Golf clap.
The Ying and Yang of Marriage
I think this is because you see 'your other half' do shit that you can't, so you get super impressed with their skill set and decide to marry them.
The room that does not spark joy
A box/drawer/room that causes a twitch in your right eye every time you walk past, but not enough that you actually do anything about it.
Halloween in Sweden – part 2
My contributions of 'ghost bananas' and mini 'pumpkins' we not the most popular choice. I blame 1) merchandise positioning - he'd placed them right near the big pot of candy and 2) his complete failure to sell them in.
School holidays in Swedish, literally
Adding to the mysteries of Sweden, there is no hangman in 'hangman', you just drawing a sad looking face.
Halloween in Sweden – part 1
I went as the dead car crash victim in the Great Gatsby/or a Dickens novel. I have to say, looking dead took no effort at all. Over the last few months I have truly perfected the haggard look and basically, just roll out of bed every morning looking like this.
Starting a herb garden
So over the coming weeks, TSH did the hard labour of cutting back the overgrown mess and I became the operations manager. This project was the start of our dream to build a kitchen garden and to attempt sustainable living. My 'all spirit/no skills' approach to gardening was born.
Summer Back in Sweden
Miss 7 said the other day whilst looking out at the downpour, 'I wish it would rain donuts'. What a delightful thought I mused, as long as they were sugar-free.
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