Relationships

"Trust me!" – a leap of faith

Trust is one of the more beautiful words in the English language. It is also a very fragile word. Just like respect, trust is hard to earn and easy to lose, and once broken, trust is difficult to repair. To trust someone is to take a leap of faith. After all, you don’t know if …

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To my favourite damsel in distress

To my sister: I cannot remember a day when you weren’t in my life. As I am the eldest, obviously there were such days, but it seems as if all my life I’ve had you beside me, a constant no matter what fate has thrown my way. I do have vague memories of what you …

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The Danish Lion – of Christian IV

Okay, so as you all know by now, I am Swedish. If I may say so myself, a relatively international Swede, having lived and worked in various parts of the world, but when things come to a crunch I’m as Swedish as IKEA’s meatballs and pickled herring (although the Dutch would probably argue pickled herring …

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The flutter that makes us – and breaks us

Today’s post is about love. Seems sort of apt, given the date…I have a thing about love – in all its forms and guises. Not that I believe myself to be unique in this; most people I know have a thing about love. Love hurts, they say. I guess most of us would agree, having …

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A little house in delft porcelain – a reminiscence

In the not so distant past, All Hallows was the day when the graves of our dead were visited. Come evening, the graveyards would be alive with the flickering light of candles, a night of light in the otherwise so permanent dark of the dead. Headstones were eerily lit from below by the candles left …

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One last time – of impossible love and its consequences

Today, I thought I’d treat you to a short story – dedicated to Erin Davies –  detailing the sad fates of Lieutenant Sixten Sparre and his paramour, tightrope dancer Elvira Madigan. The below takes place in July of 1889, in Denmark. It is a perfect summer day….  He took her by the hand when they left …

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Love, gruesome death and the happily ever after

There is something strange in our relationship with love stories. While most of us hope for that happy ending, the stories we remember are the ones that end in tears and loss, such as that of Juliet and her Romeo. Even weirder, we will sit in our sofas and snivel as we watch – yet …

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Made immortal by a nursery rhyme

In my recent post about St Birgitta, I mentioned in passing the Swedish queen, Blanka. As per Birgitta, this French sissy had none of the spiritual backbone required of a queen, and besides, she was French… As per Blanka, I suspect St Birgitta was not on her Top Ten most favourite people list – especially after the future saint …

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So who do you think you are? Celebrating my B.R.A.G. Medallion.

I live in a country that embraces moderation in all things. One should not be too loud, too self-confident, too successful, too beautiful – well, you get the picture, I suppose. Here in Sweden we believe in conformity, and just so you know,  this does NOT make us socialists. In actual fact, we combine this …

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True miracles

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 …

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