I recently read a book where relatively early on there’s a glaring anachronism – in this case the main characters are using Playstation, but this is like two decades before Playstation existed. I should probably get over this irrelevant slip and concentrate on the unfolding story, but unfortunately such mistakes dilute the credibility of the
At times, I regard my children and wonder how on earth they can be mine. Sometimes this is said with a little sigh as I pick up yet another piece of discarded clothing or wipe the counter tops free of crumbs and marmalade stains. Mostly it is said with an element of pride and genuine
Back in the 18th century, there lived an upright young man called Ored Nilsson. According to the existing records, Ored was “of goodly strength” and worked as a farm hand. His father was a former saltpetre boiler, an attractive position with the government whereby the boiler would wander round the nearby farms, collect the soil
We’ve spent Christmas out in the country – our first ever Christmas with just us and the surrounding forest. With the exception of the faint lights from the house on the opposite side of the lake, we have been utterly alone – well, as alone as one can be in a family of six plus
This is my contribution to the one day blog hop “Casting Light upon the Darkness”, organised by fabulous Helen Hollick. Please do not forget to hop onwards and upwards from this blog to the other participants’ blogs. Links provided at the bottom. In the Northern Hemisphere, today is the darkest day of the year. Tonight,
Some days are bad days. It’s too cold, too rainy, too grey. My knee hurts, my hair is having one of its “let’s look like a pile of straw” days, there’s too much to do at work, there’s too much to do at home, and someone has eaten the last of the chocolate. (Oops! That
Sometimes, I wonder who designs stuff. Obviously, the people responsible for IKEA’s furniture design take a sadistic pleasure in making the assembly increasingly more complex – or maybe it’s me, having less nimble fingers these days. (Think not) And then there’s the person who has redesigned the caps of the toothpaste tubes. I recall a
Yes, yes; we all have different preferences. The title above may conjure up champagne for some, whisky for others and maybe just a glass of cold water for the purist. To me, it’s all about tea. I start my day with tea. I end it with tea. This is actually not a good idea, as
Tomorrow is the first Sunday in Advent. Even if one had no idea it was, it would be difficult to miss this is a big thing in my home country, as window after window is decorated with the ubiquitous Christmas electric candelabra. Candles – or light in general – are a major component in Swedish
… he would have given us wings. That’s what some people might say, presupposing that God was sufficiently unimaginative not to consider the potential that we might invent something to make us airborne. Given that God, as per the true believers among us, created man in his own image, we must give him credit for