Lunch was great – yes, it was a big meatball and boiled potatoes, but instead of the usual gravy-type sauce we had tzatziki. It was really tasty.
With only two sleeps until I leave for France I still had a few things to organise. Heidi, my landlady emailed me today asking if I had any clothes I wanted washed before I left. Isn’t she wonderful? She also emailed me an old photo of the house we all live in.
Ye Olde Towne of Landskrona (we're the third building, with the balcony)
When I asked her where she got it from she said:
“I stole from Landskrona Museum; they have the picture as this building was visited by the old king for fancy dinners and owned by noble folks.”
I’m thinking that her use of the word ‘stole’ is just an unfortunate slip due to English not being her native language. Either that or she’s a closet klepto…
Had an interesting visit at the local Frisör, or hairdresser, after work. Would you believe he was the first person I’ve met here in Sweden who spoke practically no English. The fact that all I wanted was a basic short haircut probably worked in my favour – I figured it would be hard to stuff up. He actually didn’t do a bad job – I guess all the hand gesturing and saying ‘not too short’ a few times did the trick.
Started to pack the suitcase for my trip after dinner (left over pasta e fasoi). I’m going in to Malmö after work tomorrow with a few friends to see Alice in Wonderland 3D. I’m pretty sure it’s English with Swedish subtitles. At least I hope it is…
So meatballs, boiled potatoes & gravy for your welcome home dinner?
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