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Happy Easter (glad påsk)! We embraced Swedish traditions this year as well as cooking a British roast dinner. Being born in a different country is an advantage when it acts as an excuse to double up on celebrations. Boxed eggs aren't popular in Sweden and in fact, I
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We have now been living in Sweden for one year. Wowzers! I wrote about the process of moving last year and always planned to write a follow up post to share how we've been getting on. Moving to a new country has been exciting but also very hard.
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January and February mostly revolved around putting everything in boxes and taking it all out again (we moved to a new apartment). I also turned another year older. But aside from that, the rest is a bit of a blur. New Year already feels like many months ago. I took
2020. WHAT A YEAR! The world has basically being living the plot of Contagion — except toilet paper almost became the currency of the future in the 2020 version. 2019 was an incredibly hard for us and I remember saying "this year has been so awful, 2020 has to be
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I found these Christmas postcards at an outdoor flea market in Stockholm — one we visited a few times during the Summer before the pandemic ramped up again. I meant to share them earlier in December but never got around to it. Better late than never I suppose! Unlike the postcards
The past month has revolved around more darkness but also more light, extra layers of clothing, safety reflectors, spending more time indoors now the virus has ballooned, chocolate covered marzipan, Christmas presents from the UK, a small snow flurry and colourful Winter sunsets. Our friends gave us this dalahäst as
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Life lately has been cold air, darker evenings and sunlight to new areas of the apartment. We've been burning more candles, making Saturday morning treat trips for Lördagsgodis, playing with new cameras and we bought a loaf of bread from our favourite bakery again (they were closed over
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The obsession with finding Dan A. Mangs started four weeks ago at a loppis. I spotted a pile of photographic prints sprawled across a table and couldn't resist a quick peek. They were gold! Black and white street photography, Swedish life, hospitals, elderly care homes and portraits. I
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I started writing this post several months ago, shortly after we arrived in Sweden. Partly because I didn't want to forget how we felt and also because hearing about our experience may be useful for others. Reading move stories was reassuring and I learnt that fear is a
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Life lately has been trying to sleep in the heat, the sound of cutlery on plates from outdoor meals on other balconies, gifts of rhubarb, geraniums and tomato plants, socially distanced chats with neighbours, Swedish strawberries and watching people let their guards down with social distancing despite the virus situation
Thanks to "this time last year" photo reminders, I've been reflecting on the amount of change we've experienced in the last twelve months. The loss of my Mum, new directions at work and moving from the UK to Sweden. I don't know
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It has been a funny old couple of weeks. Eating ice cream on the balcony, then huddled up under a blanket the day after. Saturday was so warm I announced I was going to put my big coat away for good. More snow and rain arrived the next day. I&
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