I recently re-connected with an old acquaintance who has been unhappily married for over 15 years. They have been to psychologists, relationship councilors,trips to Rome, Paris, New York. Trips to the sea side to resolve their differences. They have even been to a divorce lawyer and then backed out of the divorce. There has been … More I will be the one…you miss
Hi guys! Hope you are having a nice 2018 so far? For me, it’s the 60th of January 2018, this month never ends! This morning, I did the math of how to survive the coming unbearable THREE days until payday on the 25th. At 08:00am, I had a few Swedish crowns left in the account. … More F$£K New Year resolutions!
They start so innocently and with no insidious intention. Knatte: “Did you turn off the lights?” Fnatte: “Yes, except the hall light because you were still up.” Knatte: “Don’t use me as an excuse. You forgot the light on, again…!” Fnatte: “Why don’t you just turn it off? Its on your way to the bathroom…!” … More Love Is…Circular Conversations – Happy New Year 2018! May the Light be with You!
Yesterday and today, I am home sick. Coughing my eyes out, blowing my tonsils out through the nose and damaging my vocal cords with all the throat clearing and swallowing of the phlegm. My singing career is shelved. Half of Stockholm is home sick with some virus or other. Bacteria maybe? I am no good … More In Sickness & Health – Tills Summer Comes Back
Others sing. The Malians make beautiful music. But then, I am not objective. My Africans roots are deep. A friend & I had the honor to listen to Nahawa Doumbia at Fasching in Stockholm. Nahawa is older now; compared to the first time I saw her in Bamako. Her husband still plays beside her, to … More Sounds of the world – Singing Birds
I have been on a bra hunt for over 10 years now. A constant desperate hunt. There are booklets about bras. Articles about bras. Books. Real books, about bras. Stand Up comedy about bras. When the boobies first showed up, they hurt. They were perky tits. Pointed breasts. Fantastic. I swear you could see the … More My Boobs Hurt
I am the old dog in this story. I never took a Swedish driving license you see. During the late teens & early 20s, I was too broke to shoulder the cost and did not fancy getting into debt. A license costs a shirt, a leg & an arm in Sweden. Striding strongly into my … More Teaching Old Dogs New Tricks