M and I came back from Bohuslän a few days ago, and now we have picked up the cats from the hotel. It seems they had a nice time there. We were told that Loffe always knew when breakfast time was, and that Byzans put the snotty Persian in her place. Good for her, I suppose.
My neighbour came and told me he had had to take away** his dog. That was a lovely dog: big and friendly, always following him around. She had been ill for a time, a tumour, and possibly some other age-related things, and at last she couldn't get up, and wouldn't eat, so it was time.

The day after, he told me, he'd had a visit -- from Loffe, who had come up to his house, and even entered it, for the first time ever. "Do you think he could tell so soon that the dog was gone?", he asked me. I said: "Quite likely".



**Ta bort -- that's how they say it around here
We're going south next weekend. First Lund/Landskrona, then Nösund, then back home, together with M(um). My mental processes seem to be on their way already, because they have started to flag home things -- like cleaning -- as unimportant. But I did some laundry and some putting stuff away anyway.
The Swedish Transport Authority has been sending classified information to non-security-checked persons and enterprises abroad. I find this so odd. It wasn't even an isolated mistake. They have treated their database as one might fake data.

It seems that at one point a list of everyone in Sweden with a protected identity was sent out for marketing purposes.
I went to see a musical in Erikslund yesterday. This is an ensemble that does a lot of amateur theatre in various places around here. M worked with the stage lighting, so he fixed a ticket for me.

I would like to say that I liked it, but I really didn't. Perhaps I have the wrong kind of humour? There was some humour, but it wasn't really that funny (in my opinion). There wasn't much plot to speak of. There was decent music, but not quite my style. The script was made to fit the songs, rather than the other way around, and that usually leads to problems.

But I spoke to some people who apparently did enjoy it, so maybe it's just me.
Honey and lemon in hot water is actually very nice when you have a cough. And M makes the mix just right (I'm not sure what he does).

Food

Jul. 4th, 2017 11:18 pm
Today I counted six little tomatoes on one bush, and five on the other, one a couple of centimetres across. All are an even pale green. I also have peas and beans and chard and tiny onions.

Next year, I may try to put up some strings in the greenhouse, for the beans and the tomatoes to climb on.

Visit

Jul. 1st, 2017 08:12 pm
Yesterday was interesting. There was another visit at the archery club, this time by some refugee boys. There were three groups of eight boys each, and since it's high summer, we could do it outdoors.

I have done this before, with groups of different ages, from about ten and upwards. These were in their late teens, so I expected them to be, well, easy. I suppose I should have considered the fact that their backgrounds and experiences were very different from the ones ordinary Swedish kids have.

They were all nice and funny boys. They mostly spoke Swedish well enough to communicate, although one or two seemed to prefer English. They didn't seem to remember much of what I said. I found that if I yelled hard enough, they would listen, but I had to do it again a while later. At one point I stood in front of them all, pointing out that there were people (me, that is) in front of the shooting line, and what does that mean? That's right, put your arrows back in the quivers. Everyone. You too. Great, thank you!

But it seems that they enjoyed it. I spoke a woman who took care of them afterwards, and she said that they had been enthusiastic. She also gave me a little present: a package of coconut/chocolate candy. I was actually touched!

In the evening there was the usual practice, with two calm and collected ten-year-olds.
Shame on me.

I forgot to give Loffe and Byzans their dinner. M came home late, and let them both in. He said Loffe looked very worried. "What if Matte gives us dinner and I'm not there?"

Well, I didn't...

The Fair

Jun. 25th, 2017 09:06 pm
The Medieval Fair in Kälen was a nice event this year too. I bought a bar of soap. M bought a woodpecker to put on the door (it's very funny). The Archery Club earned about 300 Crowns, which covers lost arrows, with a little to spare.

I think I see more and more beautiful clothes every year. Someone really enjoys making them.
I just ate way too much ice-cream. It is actually possible.

Tomorrow is archery at the medieval fair in Kälen. I still don't have a costume, but I have had my sewing machine repaired, so perhaps next year. (I assure you, it's a medieval sewing machine)

I have a terrible cough. It's showing signs of last stage, but that still usually lasts a couple of weeks.
M bought me a present: a template for writing notes. I admit that I usually use software for music, but it might be fun to learn to do it by hand. What I need now is a way to create staves of the correct size... The template is only one size, and it's not quite right.
I found a good handful of slender green beans in the greenhouse this morning. They have some growing to do, but that's what beans do.

I must check on them tomorrow too.

The tomatoes are tiny yellow flowers, and the peas are white ones. Only the cucumber remains at the green leaves stage.
Dear Byzans,

That is where my onions grow. It's not a suitable place for rolling around and scratching your back. You can go and do that on the grass. Or under the car, if you insist.

Love, Matte
Concert tomorrow.

We sing some spring and summer songs, some other things. The children's choirs will be there too, and nothing draws people like the children's choir. We may get an audience!
I managed a couple of uncomfortable phone-calls today. They turned out to be... not that uncomfortable, actually. I said what I needed to say, and got the replies I wanted, more or less.

Well, there was no way to know that in advance.

Now I have a meeting with a municipality person to look forward to. On Monday.
Congratulations, Finland!

A hundred years!
I promised to help out at a gathering tomorrow, which my friend Mv organises. This was to include some choir songs. Now it turns out that the lady who was going to sing alto won't be able to come. Which means that I have promised to learn some new parts.

I suppose I should sit down and call it fun.
We moved the archery practice outside: me, M and another two, using two cars.

We arrived to find the door without a handle. M says he thinks he knows where it is. I certainly hope so, because opening it was a bit of a hassle. Apart from that, it all went well.

Lamp

May. 23rd, 2017 07:26 pm
Today Loffe took off the lamp and hid it.

He actually did that. I have no idea where it is.

I may have to find it, because the wound is still open, and he scratches at it.

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