Pølseveven: 2008

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Dugnad in Son

Dugnad is a Norwegian word for unpaid, voluntary work. It might be like a Barn raising, where friends and family meet to help an individual, or the members of a club meet to build a clubhouse, arrange a flea market and so on. The "Dugnad" is similar to the Finnish (and Finland Swedish, but not standard Swedish) Talkoot (Wikipeda).

Mamma removing the paint from a door before repainting it.

Icecream break.

By cutting a tree we almost cut the electricity line.

Torunn, Karoline and I enjoying a beer afterwards.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Happy Easter everyone! I am spending Easter in Oslo. The photo above is from Nordmarka, one of the forests surrounding Oslo. After a couple of weeks with springish weather, the winter returned, and we got another chance to do some skiing before the season is finally over.

Apart from skiing, I have spent Easter sowing, listening to an audio criminal novel (it's a Norwegian Easter tradition to read criminal novels and see criminal series, don't ask me why..)., and celebrating my grandfather's 100th anniversary. My Bestepappa died in the mid 80ies, and I remember him as a funny granddad full of pranks, like blowing the content of the eggs in the fridge out, leaving them empty to my grandmother's big surprise when she was going to fry eggs for breakfast. When we stood by the family grave on Thursday, my mother said that under that stone lie a lot of funny people. And to celebrate that, the living among us went home and had a good time, with good food and drinks and memories of the past.

Stockholm

A couple of weekends ago Siobhán and I visited Anna in Stockholm. The weather was awful, so we had the perfect excuse to spend the time hanging out in underground shopping malls and sitting in cafés for hours.

But the weather cleared enough to take some scenic photos.

Siobhán and I are watching Anna do grocery shopping.

Preparty in Anna's cozy flat before exploring Stockholm's nightlife.

Sunday night we visited Anna´s friends Anna and Jeanette and got delicious homemade scones. The perfect end to a great weekend (I prefer this to the actual, but not so perfect end, which was going up at 5 in the morning to catch the plane to Oslo...).